Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She likes to wear pastel tank tops with grey skirt. Her red fur has been sun bleached extensively. Her eyes are copper.

Personality: She has two modes she varies between. On the job she is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job she is a party animal. 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, Right-Handed is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: Raised by wardens she was only a novice when illithids swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. She was one of the best in her class, and was picked up by her current employer. She quickly showed her capability and was soon promoted to a head role. She then took over the family business and is one of the better Interpreter for hire.

Motivation: She is unsatisfied with her job; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He is physically well-built. He keeps his blonde hair in a pixie cut. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Travok was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Poor, Job, Mentor, Religious. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 60 gp.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he prefers to wear white clothing when he does not wear armor. His hair is short and brown. His hazel eyes peer out from beneath his broad white hat.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He tends to his Map Maker job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and further expansion of business

Flaws: Antagonistic, Shy. Bonds: Nature, Job, Rich. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 90 gp.

Description: He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His blue hair, when down, is lengthy. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Tieflings.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Elven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Elven doctor. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Elven people; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 2300 sp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (400 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (900 gp).

Description: With green face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears an entirely black suit with red socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His copper crest is unkempt and raggedy. His eyes are likewise red.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He was taken from his home at a very young age. During his travels, Salasar and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Salasar discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Salasar fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he feels threatened by others

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Forgetful. Bonds: Poor, Slave. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.