Description: She wears a pastel armored body suit, with a simple black line shooting up and back down. Her fur, while still mostly yellow, 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 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. The war was a terrible time for her, and Emerald does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her mother always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. When Emerald reached her early adolescence her Tabaxi mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. She hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic, Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 60 gp. 3 Holy water.

Description: Standing 4'9", this woman is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. Her chestnut hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a clover scrunchie. Her eyes are green.

Personality: She is irritable and easily angered. She is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use her stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. She does not believe in violence as a means to an end. She is a dedicated Roofer but believes her peers are too gung-ho.

History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Her parents divorced when she was young, and her mother gained full cudstody. She was regularly beaten by her mother, who blamed her for driving them apart. She now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Many dire rats want her driven away; and she wants revenge against dire rats

Ideals: Fighting, Pacifist, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 70 gp. 1 Masterwork manacles.

Description: A woman of a pale complexion, she is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by her earthly robes.. She keeps her long white hair kept up in a rat tail. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are brown.

Personality: She is overprotective of those who hire her services. She uses divination through singing.

History: She comes from a rich southern family. Her father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but she insists her father was legitimate. She leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever she goes.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Guardian, Rich, Religious. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 20 gp. Silver ewer (70 gp). 6 Acid flasks.

Description: He is an average looking northern male in his early mid-life. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His green crest is long and unkept. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. In his 10th year, his parents were killed by a dire rats raid, leaving Valorean alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: To protect his home; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Rich, Enemies, Guardian. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: An older woman who wears a grey shirt with thin green vertical stripes and pastel pants, she is not a threatening figure. She keeps her long chestnut hair kept up in a rat tail. 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 believes there is no problem she cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. She is an amazing painter.

History: Trained by her mother for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. Through the years after Artin was born, her mother became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Artin's mother didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and meet up once more with her childhood friend

Ideals: Persistence, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: Just what you see.