Description: She dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. She carries a battered sword and tarnished morningstar as well. Her hair is long and brown with streaks of red, and is pulled back with small tan clips. Her gray eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She is fixated on the number 86. She counts her steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. She seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. As long as the job gets done she does not care how it got done.

History: Born to a Fisher, her father struggled to pay the bills. While she appears to be a normal Gnome, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Bimpnottin fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She 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, Professionalism. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 260 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: A woman with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. She wears a green shirt with thin pastel vertical stripes and black pants. Her small hat is riddled with cuts and holes. Her gold eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

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. She is harsh and unforgiving.

History: She was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Ronobe has worked very hard to control her curse. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and to be a shepherd again

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a brown shirt, with a tan mid length shorts with tan tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His golden hair is singed and shortened. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep violet.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Dwarves.

History: He was raised in a island tribe. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He bought a kukri and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Tabaxi compassion; and he feels kind of lost in life

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Insane, Racist. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 60 gp.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a chocolate of some kind. He wears tattered old clothes, marred by chocolates. His long red hair reaches down to his waist. This gray eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He bought a shield and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Disease. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: This man usually wears his yellow robe and has his shortspear always slung over his shoulder. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized amber on his left hand. He is bald on top and has large brown tufts of hair around his ears. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He uses divination through singing.

History: Paelias lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His father disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his father, he was betrayed dozens of times. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage.

Ideals: Passionate, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 600 gp.