Description: This southern woman is abnormally tall. She wears a robe, a symbol of death around her neck, and a lance on her belt. Her whole body is exceptionally muscular. With bright red hair. Her eyes are hazel and beady.

Personality: She swings through moods quickly. One moment she is cool and collected, the next she is carried away by passions. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Elves in Myathethil's homeland. Myathethil decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Myathethil fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she's in love

Ideals: Fighting, Passionate, Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 1100 sp. 1 Breastplate.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy brown stubble. He wears suspenders and green workpants. His shirt is red, and he wears a heavy green leather apron most of the time. He has a hunchback. His hair is brown and curly. His ears are large.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: He was born at the edge of vast mountains. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Mortician. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: He's in love; and wants a kiss

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Has a crush, Nature, Rich. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 90 gp. Tourmaline (110 gp).

Description: A woman with a calm yet intense air about her, she has the majority of her body covered in plate. She wears her lavender fur up. Her eyes are likewise copper. Her teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation she is generally quite perceptive. She notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. The occasional robbery is her preferred attention getting crime, but she mainly uses her means for meeting her own perverse desires.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Her family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The father sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. She saw this and took pride in her father's willingness to do anything to win. As of late she has set up a hidden staging nest where she ambushes people she hires for escort.

Motivation: She is greedy; 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

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 70 gp. 1 Tanglefoot bags.

Description: She wears blue trousers with brown and tan striped suspenders. She wears various colorful collared shirts. Her attire stands in sharp contrast to her warhammer, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a butterfly on it. Her red hair is singed and shortened. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep brown.

Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. She has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. Sariel liked to wander the woods near her home when she was young, something she still likes to do at least once a week. She never liked modest clothing or shoes, so she would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and she developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. Unlike her family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, she wanted to work in the city. She has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: Just what you see.