Description: This woman wears a large hat to cast shadows over her face and wears ponchos to better hide her body, and sports empty pouches on her belt. Her crest is red and curly. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: She snorts whenever she laughs or is feeling confident. She has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her father and mother. Her father taught her the rudiments of the Assassin arts, while her mother instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. She helped her father out around the business and became quite the natural. She has gone from town to town till she finds a spot where she can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: To reunite with her absent father; and her relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Job, Family. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Banded mail. 1 Masterwork studded leather.

Description: This woman stands a little under 4'11" and is a bit bulky. She is very muscular particularly in the legs. She wears skinny pants and wears a black and grey robe with the hood down. Her hair is brown and curly. Her black eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk she knows how to make people feel guilty. She spends most of her days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There she gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. She worked as a nervous Miller and found it very stressful. She has worked as a Miller like her father before her.

Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out; and expand her business

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Adventurer, Job, Slave. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Darkwood Buckler. 1 Masterwork Light steel shield.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a fancy white suit. His hair, while still mostly golden, has prominent grey streaks. His hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. 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: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his mother. In his 10th year, his parents were killed by a orcs raid, leaving Bhevek alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He was granted divine powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and many orcs want him driven away

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Addict, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Immigrant. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (60 gp). 1 Thunderstones.

Description: She is scrawny and has patchy chestnut stubble. She wears a grey armored body suit, with a simple brown line shooting up and back down. She has a hunchback. She has wavy chestnut hair. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.

Personality: While she acts the brute, she is far gentler than she would appear. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Torbera is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. 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. Torbera 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 to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Fighting, Justice, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 80 gp.

Description: She appears as an extremely gaunt Tabaxi, and stands approximately 5'11". She typically wears pastel cloth garments or leather armor, and her gloved hand is found clutching a club. She wears a Stetson hat to hide her balding. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

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 often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Art was raised in a hard working conservative environment. In her 19th year, while out on a day-trip, she returned to find her hometown burning and destroyed. She found her mother impaled in their home, and her father beheaded. She saw the woman who walked out, and charged her in a blind rage. The woman easily evaded and defeated her, leaving her to live broken and terrified. She tends to her Body Guard job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations she has.

Motivation: She wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist, Joker. Flaws: Fearful, Greedy. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 100 gp.