Description: This woman stands a little under 5'2" and is a bit bulky. She is very muscular particularly in the legs. She wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. Her hair is cut close to her head. Her hazel eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: She hates Humans with a passion. As such she is filled with self loathing. She is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes her no end of embarrassment.

History: She was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. She inherited a moderately successful company from her father. Under her leadership it has flourished, and using capital from her venture she effectively owns an entire region. Unlike her family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, she wanted to work in the city. She has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: She seems to be bored by most things; and to end her boredom

Flaws: Racist, Forgetful, Mundane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 230 gp.

Description: She appears as an extremely gaunt Dwarf, and stands approximately 3'11". She wears well tailored gowns and hats with beautiful decoration. She is almost always dressed for an outing in high society, and her gloved hand is found clutching a scimitar. Her head has been shaved. Her eyes are likewise gray.

Personality: She has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. She is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with her big mouthed big gutted partner. Her partner is her best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. She is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.

History: She was born in a small plains village. She was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. Her spouse died of illness and she inherited everything. She became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: She's looking for her big break.

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 60 gp. Red garnet (50 gp). 1 Banded mail.

Description: He wears a brown vest and prefers green and grey shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his sword, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a butterfly on it. He has no fur. His eyes are amber and beady.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Tabaxi conditions. He was granted psionic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist, Racist. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Buckler.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he prefers to wear grey pants and tee shirts. He wears a top hat to hide his balding. His eyes are likewise green.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Veit took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up sickle and armor he uses now. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and to be a baker again

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Nature, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 70 gp.