Description: This woman is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of her veins is visible when she is not flexing. Her shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for her due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. Her hair is greying and her face has many wrinkles. She wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: She barks her statements quickly and with little fuss. She prefers small words and is at her heart utilitarian. She passes on several rewards to people in need. She makes a point to leave places better than she found them.

History: Born to a Gardener, her father struggled to pay the bills. 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 goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Nemeia fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Poor, Mentor. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 5000 cp. 1 Healer’s kit.

Description: A woman of a pale complexion, she wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. She usually doesn't wear a shirt. Her blonde hair is braided into rings. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: She is cool and collected. She likes to make quips and puns whenever she does anything. She also makes a point to compliment her superiors and flatter them. Around other people she will do her best to conceal her emotions and appear jolly.

History: A studious child she never was much for a social life, not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out. Like her mother and her brother before her, after school she went straight into learning to become a Beggar. She has achieved small success as a Beggar.

Motivation: To reunite with her old friends; and she's looking for her big break

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 100 gp. A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (170 gp).

Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He dresses well, wearing black shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He wears a colorful flower in his brass crest. He has gold eyes.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of illithids once and for all.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. In his 14th year, his parents were killed by a illithids raid, leaving Patrin alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: Revenge.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his nunchaku with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His purple hair is knotted and matted. His fierce red eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature nunchaku.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he desires power and/or immortality

Flaws: Shy, Depressed. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 1700 sp. 4 Alchemist’s fire.