Description: She is in excellent shape and wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. With wild chestnut hair. She has amber eyes.

Personality: She acts crazy and hedonistic. She is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Tawna grew up listening to her mother's many stories. Tawna abandoned her home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. She survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. She did whatever it took for her to survive. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and obtaining odd cultural gnomish artifacts is her passion

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Hedonist, Insane. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 330 gp. Hematite (9 gp). Carnelian (80 gp). Red spinel (40 gp).

Description: She is a small woman, but exceptionally fit. She is well dressed, but even with her fine clothing she looks run-down. Her hair is short and silver. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: She likes to make people angry or surprised. She refers to her adoptive father for almost all things she is unsure about, which are numerous. She is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Born to a Roofer, her father struggled to pay the bills. Her father disappeared, and while she tried to raise money to find her father, she was betrayed dozens of times. After a long history of fighting, Jo and her spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and regain custody of her daughter

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Family, Poor. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: This light-skinned male wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. Sporting a golden mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His eyes are likewise brown. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Hamil was born with his mother's beautiful face. He found a children's book about a Halfling Paladin who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Dragonborn artifacts is his passion.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 30 gp.

Description: He tends to wear a large grey jacket. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his hand crossbow, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a dagger on it. His silver hair is long and unkept. His violet eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He hates Humans with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. William took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up hand crossbow and armor he uses now. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: Half-Elven compassion; and he wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away

Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Racist, Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 400 sp. Chrysoprase (40 gp).