Description: This northern woman wears light armors faded through time and improper care. Her clothes are grease stained in places. Her scarlet crest, when down, is lengthy. She is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: She is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help her friends. She considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. She misses her home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. From her teen years she was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on her. She left for the north, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and she'd like to take her coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 400 sp.

Description: She is of a modest build and height, but she carries herself more imposing than she is. She wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized green coat. Her crest is blue and curly. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: Her tongue was cut out and she uses sign language. A true patriot, Findex would do anything for her country. She is fiercely protective of her fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. She was an adventurer many years ago and she formed a blood bond with her Tabaxi companion (her 'brother'). During her travels, Findex and her party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Findex discovered the rest of her party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Findex fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing her own horrible transformation.

Motivation: Meet up once more with her childhood friend; and obtaining odd cultural tabaxi artifacts is her passion

Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Military, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 35000 sp. 1 Masterwork Light steel shield.

Description: A 5'10" southern man, he wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His blonde hair is long and unkept. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his mother. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and he's attracted to the pc

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Has a crush, Immigrant. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 5000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He wears dull blue sweaters, loose white pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed crossbow, just in case. He is physically well-built. He sports a long white beard, and similarly colored long hair. His eyes are a pleasant hazel.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Galinndan's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: Born in the west to a Blacksmith, Galinndan learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He's also a talented Mason, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He wants revenge against illithids; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Impeccable, Optimist. Bonds: Job, Slave, Enemies. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 60 gp. Smoky quartz (50 gp).

Description: She wears a fine chain shirt which she covers with brown colored cloaks and clothing. She carries with her a set of flails on her belt, each one with a ruby on the hilt. Her black hair is still thick. Her gray eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She considers herself the perfect lady. She makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Gifted from a young age, Ida studied abroad. Her father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but she insists her father was legitimate. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Ida fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes.

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Joker, Gifted. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 150 gp.