Description: A hulking woman with gigantic muscles, she dresses in black turtlenecks beneath a brown coat with white slacks. Her hair, while still mostly chestnut, has prominent grey streaks. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: She is business-like. She takes instructions and follows them to the letter. She disdains her fellow southerners, claiming they make her look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Marshal hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and dwarven compassion

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Insomniac, Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 80 gp.

Description: She is a small woman, but exceptionally fit. She wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. She conceals her pickaxe with her veritable burlap sack of a shirt. Sporting a red mohawk this woman's hair draws a lot of attention. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady blue eyes.

Personality: She is filled with cunning. She likes to feign weakness letting people think she is weak. On top of that she is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to her employer will always come first she doesn't like to hit women.

History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. From there she went from mercenary job to mercenary job. She spent several years traveling with her friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: Meet up once more with her childhood friend; and she would like to get married and retire

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 140 gp. Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (150 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He is dressed in earthy colors with a red and green handkerchief worn on his left side. His red hair is still thick. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Philantrophist, Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease, Greedy. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: Red garnet (150 gp).

Description: This man stands a little under 4'9" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. His auburn hair is braided into rings. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.

Personality: This man loves poetry and to teach people poetry more than just about anything. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family While he appears to be a normal Half-Elf, 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 has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Family, Criminal record. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 20 pp.

Description: She appears as an extremely gaunt Halfling, and stands approximately 3'1". She wears a red vest with golden trim over her white shirt. Her brown leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and her red boots flare out at the collars, and her gloved hand is found clutching a crossbow. Her hair is silver, silky, and of moderate length. Her brown eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: She is intelligent and cunning, but she will too often allow her rage to get the better of her. She will lose her cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. She has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. In her youth she was a Barkeep, and wanted to be a champion fighter when she grew up. She was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives she lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. She saw the brutality and swore off her fighting aspirations, taking her younger brother on her back after seeing her parents die, and fled the country. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: She is terrified, and will act out of fear; and she feels threatened by others

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful, PTSD. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 100 gp. Amethyst (80 gp). 2 Smokesticks.