Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. She wears a large hat to cast shadows over her face and wears ponchos to better hide her body. Her tied-back hair is golden. Her ears are large.

Personality: Birel is a sociable creature first and foremost. She loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. She can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. She does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: She was raised in a plains tribe. In her youth she was part of a gang. She got caught, but did not rat out her comrades and served her time in prison. As of late she has set up a hidden staging nest where she ambushes people she hires for escort.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and 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

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 160 gp. 2 Alchemist’s fire.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His black fur is still thick. His half smiles and yellow eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He is mildly Tabaxi supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his father. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Half-Orc activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Half-Orc doctor. 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: He's looking for his big break; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Slave, Attractive, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 200 sp. 1 Silk rope.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he prefers to wear grey pants and tee shirts. His hair is cut close to his head. He has several tiny amber earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Oloric grew up listening to his mother's many stories. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he is greedy

Ideals: Disciplined, Logical. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 5000 cp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with pastel colored cloaks and clothing. His brown fur has been sun bleached extensively. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Cloak was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Cloak has worked very hard to control his curse. During his travels, Cloak and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Cloak discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Cloak fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Adventurer, Mentor. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 20 pp.