Description: A woman with a cold, calculating air about her, she wears bulky pastel painted plate armor. Her lavender fur is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Her blue eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help her friends. She considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. A friendly and beautiful Tabaxi, she is rarely seen without a few beauties around her arms. Though a playboy in all rights, she is no lame duck.

History: Born in the east to a Mortician, Skirt learned a great deal about her mother's area of expertise. In her formative years she discovered how persuasive she was. She began using that to her advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. She has worked as a Mortician like her mother before her.

Motivation: She will attempt to ambush and attack anyone she thinks she can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, she will try to sell them to her slave-trader contact; and balancing her hectic life and new mortician responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Optimist, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 140 gp.

Description: This younger middle-aged woman is wearing a tight black one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape, and a wedding ring on her left hand. Her brown hair is thinning but still full. Her face is full, her cheeks are rosy, and she always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in her silver eyes.

Personality: She is mildly Tiefling supremacist, though she does not identify as such. She feeds upon the attention of others.

History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. In her 17th year, her parents were killed by a orcs raid, leaving Makaria alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, she was adopted. She has since married many spouses, only to have them die. She claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: Her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by orcs, and she desires to right it; and a strong sense of loyalty to gnomish people

Flaws: Racist. Bonds: In love, Attractive, Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 1 Banded mail.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His green crest is greasy and uncared for. He has red eyes.

Personality: He is mildly Dragonborn supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He has dedicated himself to building a better trade route.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Ideals: Logical, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He sports a long auburn beard, and similarly colored long hair. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Korfel grew up listening to his mother's many stories. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Layabout they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Barkeep, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and to be a layabout again

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Family, Job. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 1600 sp. 1 Holy water.