Description: A well shaped woman just over fifty, she prefers to wear tan clothing when she does not wear armor. Her brown hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. This hazel eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: In the realm of puns, she cannot help herself. She feels obliged to make them. She loves being with her children and actually smiles when they are around. She would do anything for them. She dislikes her ex a great deal.

History: Mardnab lived on a farm with her mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. In her 17th 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 spent several years traveling with her friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: Her relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and an old rival family wants her found

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 90 gp. Iolite (40 gp).

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average woman, she is not imposing. She wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. Her golden hair is singed and shortened. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: She is not truly malevolent, but she is obsessed with poetry. She constantly tries to fill her life with poetry. She is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes her no end of embarrassment.

History: She was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family 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 brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Nalaed fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences her actions; and a rival would like her out of the picture

Ideals: Artistic, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Forgetful. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 270 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: A 4'0" northern woman, she wears dull grey sweaters, loose green pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath her sweater she keeps a concealed club, just in case. Her head has been shaved. She has several tiny amber earrings on each ear.

Personality: She is envious of other's things. She hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that she so desires. She is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. She couldn't stand her childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with her mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Greedy. Bonds: Rich, Mentor. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 70 gp.

Description: This eastern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright brown and black, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. His lavender fur is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. While he appears to be a normal Tabaxi, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he has money and likes to spend it

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Secretive. Bonds: Rich, Religious. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 4000 cp. 1 Antitoxin.

Description: He wears just a black suit. He carries a battered glaive and tarnished sickle as well. His silver crest is braided into rings. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Shoemaker but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. 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. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Pacifist. Flaws: Insomniac, Hedonist, Insane. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 90 gp. 1 Half-Plate.