Description: An older woman who tends to wear a large yellow jacket, she is not a threatening figure. Her silver hair is wavy and long. 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 thrives on attention. She does whatever is in her power to gain the attention of whomever she deems a fit date. She keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to her own.

History: Emmeline was born with her father's beautiful face. In her 14th year, her parents were killed by a illithids raid, leaving Emmeline alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, she was adopted. She has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: She wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Gifted, Justice. Flaws: Insomniac, Greedy. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 10 pp.

Description: He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He has moderate length auburn hair. His blue eyes peer out from beneath his top yellow hat.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Aelar isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Half-Elven unity. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Aelar was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. 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. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Tabaxi artifacts is his passion; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 140 gp.

Description: 4'7" and muscular, this southern woman wears dull black sweaters, loose brown pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath her sweater she keeps a concealed trident, just in case. Her white hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. 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 resents people who mock her appearance or her, so she has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. 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 born on a small isolated farm. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Lilith took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up trident and armor she uses now. As of late she has set up a hidden staging nest where she ambushes people she hires for escort.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and she has comitted a past crime that haunts her to this day

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insomniac, Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 1800 sp.

Description: He wears skinny pants and wears a pastel and blue robe with the hood down, and he perpetually has his sai ready. He has done his best to style his cinnamon fur to look like a famous performer. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. Because his father participated in the massacre of their homeland, drow burned their ranch to the ground and forced them out. He was preparing to flee to the south, but the outbreak of war prevented him and his mother from journeying south to reunite his family. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by drow, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Enemies, Immigrant. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 30 gp. White pearl (130 gp).