Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She is dressed in earthy colors with a grey and blue handkerchief worn on her left side. Her blonde hair is heavily combed to the left. Her blue eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

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 cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: She was born into a rich family. She couldn't stand her childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with her mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: She is greedy; and money/treasure

Ideals: Persistence, Philantrophist. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich, Mentor. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 40 pp.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. She is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing tan cape and mantle trimmed with soft yellow waves gently in the breeze. She wears her silver hair up in a very large beehive style do. Her eyes are brown and catlike.

Personality: She barks her statements quickly and with little fuss. She prefers small words and is at her heart utilitarian. 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 a bastard born out of an affair, and her father always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. She was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. Her spouse died of illness and she inherited everything. She now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: She will attempt to ambush and attack anyone she thinks she can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, she will try to sell them to her slave-trader contact; and she has money and likes to spend it

Flaws: Ugly, Terse, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 800 sp. Silver pearl (160 gp).

Description: She has a missing right leg. She wears a green coat over a brown low-cut shirt, and a small hat upon her head. Her red crest is knotted and matted. Her gold eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: She is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as she rather likes the sound of her voice. Her demeanor is somewhat feminine. She is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: She was born in the west, but her parents moved at a very young age to the east. Because her father participated in the massacre of their homeland, giants burned their ranch to the ground and forced them out. She was preparing to flee to the west, but the outbreak of war prevented her and her mother from journeying west to reunite her family. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Someone believes her a fraud; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Military, Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Scribe

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

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears a simple brown robe with tan stripes complete with hood. His fur is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His eyes are green and beady.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Tabaxi in existence. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Born in the east to a Bookbinder, Art learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Bookbinder for the past few years.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and expand his business

Ideals: Justice, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Job. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 100 gp.