Description: A woman with a warm, jovial air about her, she wears an entirely green suit with brown socks and a vest with buckled shoes. Her brass crest is lengthy and is close to two feet long. Her skin is flawless and her red eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: She is a very philanthropic person; she spends her free time working at various soup kitchens. She loves teas. She is very sensitive about her face. To blow off anger she lifts weights and to control her otherwise explosive temper she works out a lot.

History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Sora took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up bastard sword and armor she uses now. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Sora fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Nature. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He wears his red hair down. His violet eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: When he was but 6 years old his parents immigrated from the west. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered west to less war torn lands. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Joker, Professionalism. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Slave, Immigrant. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 150 gp.

Description: She wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. She is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly greatswords and scimitars. She has moderate length black hair. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Prone to second guessing herself, she comes off as nervous. A fanatic, her devotion to her small selection of gods is unquestionable. She claims to be doing their will and will base all her actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Her history is one of pain. She was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves her parents kept. In her youth she was part of a gang. She got caught, but did not rat out her comrades and served her time in prison. She struck the Stableman job and began her own company from there.

Motivation: She has a rivalry with the Church that dominates her actions; and further expansion of business

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record, Religious, Slave, Job. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 18000 cp.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears brown trousers with grey and tan striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. His orange fur is thinning but still full. His yellow eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. A friendly and beautiful Tabaxi, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: Many giants want him driven away; and he wants to get laid

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Has a crush, Enemies. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 2000 cp.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a tattered pair of loose green pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His purple hair is greasy and uncared for. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Marbas is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. 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: Marbas 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. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Barber work with an outfit from a few towns over. Barber work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 700 sp.