Description: She is an average looking western female in her early mid-life. She wears a yellow cloak and cross-gartered tan stockings. Her brown hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a top hat. She wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Vaina isn't afraid of most anything. She has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Half-Elven unity. She spends most of her days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There she gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. She was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. She guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: Her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by dire rats, and she desires to right it; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 600 sp. Jet (130 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: She is a physically imposing dark-skinned woman. She wears a robe, a symbol of the sun god around her neck, and a longsword on her belt. Her white hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. She wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: She never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. She is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a ruined castle. She would wander through that ruined castle 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Thiala took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up longsword and armor she uses now. Since then, she has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Military, Nature. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: Rose (70 gp).

Description: She is lean but muscular and is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. With bright blonde hair. Her blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: While she is on the job, she is grim and serious. She understands how dangerous the world is and the need to stay safe. She has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: She was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family A freak accident while working with her Hunter mother left her crippled. She routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Tabaxi artifacts is her passion; and she desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Justice, Logical. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Adventurer. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man is very fat, and typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep brown leather and dull white iron scale mail. He wears a feathered hat to cover his moderate length golden hair. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: Dworic was raised in a hard working conservative environment. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Dworic was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. 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: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Adventurer, Job, Military. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: Just what you see.