Description: A woman with a cold, calculating air about her, she wears a black costume with the symbols of death on her torso. She has dyed her greying red hair a little too much giving a sharp red color. She has a dull look in her black eyes.

Personality: She has always had a great fascination with Half-Orc culture. She is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Tieflings.

History: She got into the Crown-heir business at a young age. She was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. She never won. She has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and to end her boredom

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Racist, Mundane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 130 gp.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with red lining and desert motifs. His blonde hair is thinning but still full. His ears are large.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Herbalist work with an outfit from a few towns over. Herbalist work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and balancing his hectic life and new herbalist responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Greedy. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 160 gp.

Description: This woman stands a little under 5'7" and is a bit bulky. She is very muscular particularly in the legs. She wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. Her silver hair is lengthy. Her black eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Stoic and calm, she prefers to meditate than take action. She has a habit of throwing herself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: She was born several months after her mother was called into army service. She found a children's book about a Tiefling Commoner who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. She modeled her life after the story, seeing herself destined a hero. She has became unsatisfied with her lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: To reunite with her old friends; and she wants to meet her childhood hero

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He sports brown clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His black fur is thinning but still full. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: Gifted from a young age, Cloak studied abroad. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Insane, Cynical. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears blue robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a ceremonial dagger, but if one is not available he will default to his kukri. His hair, while still mostly red, has prominent grey streaks. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: Gifted from a young age, Ahvain studied abroad. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to gnolls demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and to pay off his debts

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: Just what you see.