Description: He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination, and he perpetually has his bow ready. His scarlet crest has been sun bleached extensively. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep red.

Personality: He hates dire rats. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He refers to his adoptive mother for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when dire rats swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. Rivaan liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud.

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Enemies, Family, Religious, Nature. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 70 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: She is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. She is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers her face most of the time. Beneath her clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. She has styled her cinnamon fur well, parting it to the left. She has a dull look in her copper eyes.

Personality: She hates Tabaxis with a passion. As such she is filled with self loathing. She is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: A powerful necromancer made her what she is. She dropped out of school before completing her studies. She now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and she is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out

Ideals: Logical, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Slave, Mentor. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 400 sp.

Description: A woman with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. She wears a tattered pair of loose tan pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. Her chestnut hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady gray eyes.

Personality: She is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks her mind. She lacks restraint and is impulsive. She jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: Born to a Brewer, her father struggled to pay the bills. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To prove her worth to the world; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 20 gp.

Description: She wears a simple violet robe with black stripes complete with hood. Her red hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.

Personality: She is envious of other's things. She hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that she so desires. She is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories she has discovered

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. Her arcane abilities were realized during a raid on her village. Now she works as a singing tutor during her time off.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical, Gifted, Artistic. Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Guardian. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 300 sp.

Description: He wears a tan coat over a violet low-cut shirt, and a broad hat upon his head. He carries with him a set of hammers, each one with a amber on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. Frug is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his sisters into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Frug grew up listening to his father's many stories. Being born in the south, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the south for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way north. 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: To reunite with his absent father; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 400 gp.