Description: She typically wears green cloth garments or leather armor, but does not cut a very imposing figure. She walks with a slouch but will stand straight to her full 5'2" when asserting herself. She has wavy dark red hair. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: She resents people who mock her appearance or her, so she has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. She passes on several rewards to people in need. She makes a point to leave places better than she found them.

History: She was born in the west. Through the years after Jezebeth was born, her father became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Jezebeth's father didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. She left for the west, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: She feels threatened by others; and she is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 200 sp. A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (170 gp).

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what she was had she not made sure her armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit she tends to wear a large tan jacket. She has moderate length black hair. She wears a mask on her face.

Personality: She has always had a great fascination with Dwarven culture. When she's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, she's doing poetry.

History: She comes from a rich southern family. She has had some formal poetry training, and achieved minor success. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.

Motivation: She has passion for adventuring and risk; and a strong sense of loyalty to dwarven people

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 600 sp.

Description: This woman is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. She wears yellow leather gloves, a yellow jacket, and tight pants. Sporting a chestnut mohawk this woman's hair draws a lot of attention. She has gray eyes and a yellow hat with a pastel feather.

Personality: She is curt in most of her responses. She prefers to keep her word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. She feeds upon the attention of others.

History: She was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to her current location. She left for the west, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Shy, Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A thin woman, she clearly needs to put on some weight, but she still has a lot of muscle. She prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for her hunting needs. Her black crest is kept up in a ponytail inside a feathered hat. She has gleaming, smiling gold eyes.

Personality: She does not care much for physical appearances, nor does she care much for other people. She does however care about what she wants and getting it. When she's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, she's doing poetry.

History: She was born in a small mountains village. When Findex reached her early adolescence her Dragonborn mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. She bought a spear and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and she has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Military. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 4000 cp. Sard (80 gp).

Description: He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy silver hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 99. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. Gimble abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Baker and was forced into it by his family; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork studded leather.