Description: A hulking woman with gigantic muscles, she very much looks the part of a Marshal. Her fur, while still mostly cinnamon, has prominent grey streaks. She wears a mask on her face.

Personality: She is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as she rather likes the sound of her voice. Her demeanor is somewhat feminine. She takes great joy in being the best Marshal in town.

History: Born in the north to a Marshal, Nimble learned a great deal about her father's area of expertise. Her homeland was ravaged by war and she spent much of her life rebuilding it. In the meantime she has taken over work as a Marshal and occasionally as a mercenary.

Motivation: Meet up once more with her childhood friend; and she doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes

Ideals: Optimist, Impeccable. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 350 gp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what she was had she not made sure her armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit she wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. She wears her silver hair up in a very large beehive style do. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.

Personality: She has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Butcher who has hired her part-time. She is very protective of her business, her home, and her spouse. She is willing to work with less than legal methods but maintains the front of legitimacy.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. As of late she has set up a hidden staging nest where she ambushes people she hires for escort.

Motivation: She has a crush on the local Ploughman; and she is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Criminal record. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is a mite stocky and prefers to wear grey pants and tee shirts. His golden hair is greasy and uncared for. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: Anselm lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. After coming to the age of reason, Anselm took it upon himself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent mother; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Slave, Family. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally she sports a green coat. Her crest is gold and curly. Her fierce red eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: This woman loves singing and to teach people singing more than just about anything. Further she is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: Born to a Layabout, her father struggled to pay the bills. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Gilkass took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up glaive and armor she uses now. She left for the south, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: She is content; and obtaining odd cultural dragonborn artifacts is her passion

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.