Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'0" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His beige fur is kept up in a ponytail inside a top hat. His green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered writing. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He wants revenge against gnolls; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Religious, Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: She is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright black and tan, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. Her silver crest is thinning but still full. Her eyes are red and beady.

Personality: She is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends she is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy herself. The war was a terrible time for her, and Quespa does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.

History: A studious child she never was much for a social life, not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out. After coming to the age of reason, Quespa took it upon herself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, she was labeled a dark omen and banished from her homeland. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and she loathes her own lifestyle

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: This northern woman is abnormally tall. She wears blue robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a shortbow, but if one is not available she will default to her dagger. Her whole body is exceptionally muscular. She has slicked back chestnut hair. She has violet eyes.

Personality: She tends to agree with only herself unless someone else's opinion sounds like she can profit from it. She tries to control her temper but she can't always stop herself from what she feels what must be done. She does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Myathethil lived on a farm with her mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Through the years after Myathethil was born, her mother became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Myathethil's mother didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. When her spouse passed she lost her only source of income but claims to her sons to still be retired.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and doesn't want to be a actor and was forced into it by her family

Flaws: Antagonistic, Insomniac. Bonds: Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 210 gp.

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 dresses like a well dressed Glassblower does. Her blonde hair is well kept. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: She is cool and collected. She likes to make quips and puns whenever she does anything. She also makes a point to compliment her superiors and flatter them. She receives visions of the future at random moments

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. She was a friend to animals and a trickster. In her defense of animals however she would do severe harm to people. She has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg; and she is unsatisfied with her job

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 1200 sp. 2 Holy water.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 5'1". He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane, and his gloved hand is found clutching a bow. His hair, while still mostly blonde, has prominent grey streaks. His eyes are green and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes orcs are coming to abduct people. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Vanuath was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Commoner, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Commoner in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Vanuath was born on a far eastern plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Dyer. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Adventurer they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Dyer, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and a deep hatred of orcs

Bonds: Poor, Enemies, Adventurer, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (500 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (500 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.