Description: This woman is tall and muscular. She wears a large hat to cast shadows over her face and wears ponchos to better hide her body. Her white fur, when down, is lengthy. Her copper eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: She has always had a great fascination with Dwarven culture. Energy wise she seems alert and responsive.

History: She was born on a small isolated farm. From her teen years she was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on her. She bought a falchion and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Dwarven people; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Professionalism. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Nature, Attractive. Occupation: Server

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 90 gp. Tourmaline (70 gp).

Description: She appears as an extremely gaunt Human, and stands approximately 5'0". She wears suspenders and grey workpants. Her shirt is brown, and she wears a heavy grey leather apron most of the time, and her gloved hand is found clutching a dagger. Her long golden hair reaches down to her waist. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She is witty, but her monotone delivery comes off as unnerving She will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: Born to a Scribe, her mother struggled to pay the bills. While she appears to be a normal Human, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Maynild fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and find a way to reverse the transformation of her sister

Ideals: Joker, Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 140 gp.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He tends to wear a large brown jacket. His hair is silver, silky, and of moderate length. His eyes are hazel.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Joker. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Adventurer. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. His moppish golden hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His eyes are blue and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He has all his life been fascinated with dancing.

History: His martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Ostracized due to the martial powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Halflings became a terror of the countryside. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Elven people; and elven compassion

Ideals: Joker, Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 4000 cp.