Description: She is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. She carries with her a set of longbows, each one with a jet on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. She has wavy brass crest. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gold.

Personality: Prone to second guessing herself, she comes off as nervous. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Raiann is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: She was raised by priests from a young age. She couldn't stand her childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with her mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Raiann fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Her religion dominates her actions; and she is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 4000 cp.

Description: She dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner, but does not cut a very imposing figure. She walks with a slouch but will stand straight to her full 6'6" when asserting herself. Her crest is cut close to her head. She has gold eyes and a green hat with a blue feather.

Personality: She is a woman who does what she needs to. She will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. A friendly and beautiful Dragonborn, she is rarely seen without a few beauties around her arms. Though a playboy in all rights, she is no lame duck.

History: Chassath was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her mother was employed at, doing general labor. She became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. As of late she has set up a hidden staging nest where she ambushes people she hires for escort.

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.

Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Poor. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 50 gp.

Description: She wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized green coat. Her attire stands in sharp contrast to her flail, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a clover on it. She has dyed her greying blue crest a little too much giving a sharp blue color. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic woman, Korinn's first love is herself. Her second love is also herself. To her fellows she is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: She was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. As a young adult she joined a group advocating for an improvement in Dragonborn conditions. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to gnolls demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Many gnolls want her driven away; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Mundane, Racist. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 210 gp. Blue quartz (12 gp).

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears dark leathers with embroidery. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. This gray eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Guard for the past few years.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the west; and to be a doctor again

Ideals: Passionate, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Job. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 1500 sp. 1 Half-Plate.