Description: She is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. She wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. Beneath her clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. Her white hair is matted, messy, and big. Her black eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: She is mildly Tiefling supremacist, though she does not identify as such. Further she is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. She was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Damaia fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Tiefling people; and she is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Racist. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 340 gp.

Description: She tends to wear a large pastel jacket, and carries kukris. She has no fur. Her green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: She has a good heart but also a terrible temper. She will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. She is stubborn though. She always likes to keep a trick up her sleeve. She likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if she feels she even has a chance of losing.

History: She was raised in a desert tribe. She found a children's book about a Tabaxi Bard who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. She modeled her life after the story, seeing herself destined a hero. Recently she has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: She possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and she has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Criminal record, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 130 gp.

Description: She prefers to wear blue pants and tee shirts. Her blonde hair has been sun bleached extensively. Her blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: She is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as she rather likes the sound of her voice. Her demeanor is somewhat feminine. She receives visions of the future at random moments

History: She comes from a rich western family. Her psionic abilities were realized during a raid on her village. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to brigands demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Someone believes her a fraud.

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A pudgy woman standing about 6'8" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She wears a fine chain shirt which she covers with green colored cloaks and clothing. Her crest is greying and her face has many wrinkles. She has gleaming, smiling red eyes.

Personality: In the realm of puns, she cannot help herself. She feels obliged to make them. She is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. She likes to tell stories.

History: Saphara was raised in a hard working conservative environment. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to her current location. She has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Layabout.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Fearful, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 160 gp. Carved bone or ivory statuette (100 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (600 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (80 gp).