Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. She wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. Her chestnut hair is greasy and uncared for. Her eyes are gray and beady.

Personality: She is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. Despite her manner, she is extremely passionate and proud of her job, and she prides herself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her mother. Like her mother and her sister before her, after school she went straight into learning to become a Body Guard. 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. Jo fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She is unsatisfied with her job; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Joker, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 2000 sp. Tiger eye turquoise (15 gp).

Description: She wears a fine chain shirt which she covers with pastel colored cloaks and clothing. She is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly whips and crossbows. Her red fur is matted, messy, and big. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She has always had a great fascination with Dwarven culture. She invented a lineage for herself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Flame grew up listening to her mother's many stories. Before the accident, she was one of the most outspoken anti-Dwarven activists. She was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Dwarven doctor. She has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: To reunite with her old friends; and she feels that her past leaves her morally obligated to help

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Racist. Bonds: Criminal record, Adventurer. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 10000 cp. Large well-done wool tapestry (400 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (300 gp). Solid gold idol (300 gp). 1 Half-Plate.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His red hair is lengthy. His violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Ur-Lisak took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up longsword and armor he uses now. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 600 sp.

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 is wearing a long, pastel cloak. His gray fur has been sun bleached extensively. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. A friendly and beautiful Tabaxi, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. His childhood dream was to be a Mercenary, but he was a colossal failure. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by illithids. Smoking was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the illithids.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Enemies, Family. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 1 Banded mail.