Description: This southern woman is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers her face most of the time. Her clothes are grease stained in places. Her silver hair is still thick. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines blue.

Personality: She is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends she is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy herself. Her brief stint in the army gave her the idea she was invincible and that she is the toughest woman alive.

History: She was born in the south. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Hunter hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

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

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 800 sp. 1 Magnifying glass.

Description: She stands about 5'8" and wears dark leathers with embroidery. Her right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. She has a very tight haircut. Her amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She believes there is no problem she cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. She is skeptical of what others tell her and is slow to trust.

History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. A gifted student she started as a Layabout, but she got bored and became a Marshal. She became a Marshal soon after.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Shy, Disease. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 100 sp.

Description: This light-skinned male wears grey trousers with black and violet striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. He has moderate length golden hair. He has several tiny emerald earrings on each ear.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Navigator who has hired him part-time. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Solomon is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. 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. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Has a crush, Criminal record. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 90 gp.

Description: A thin woman, she clearly needs to put on some weight, but she still has a lot of muscle. She wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a scimitar, but if one is not available she will default to her club. Her blue crest is braided into rings. Her gold eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Prone to second guessing herself, she comes off as nervous. She is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Dragonborns.

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. 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. Furrele fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Shy, Racist. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 100 gp. Pink pearl (110 gp). Moss agate (8 gp).