Description: This man is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. 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 a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He was born in the west. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Philantrophist, Athletic. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 140 gp. Banded agate (12 gp). 1 Antitoxin.

Description: She wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. She usually doesn't wear a shirt. She has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to her abundance of muscles. Sporting a black mohawk this woman's hair draws a lot of attention. Her amber eyes are slightly larger than normal.

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 is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: She was born at the edge of vast desert. A gifted student she started as a Stableman, but she got bored and became a Ploughman. She has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Ploughman.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for her; and she is unsatisfied with her job

Ideals: Gifted, Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 270 gp. 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: This woman stands a little under 5'1" and is a bit bulky. She is very muscular particularly in the legs. She is well dressed, but even with her fine clothing she looks run-down. Her white hair is smooth and relatively long. Her eyes are brown and catlike.

Personality: She can speak with the recently deceased. She can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: Gifted from a young age, Shava studied abroad. In her formative years she discovered how persuasive she was. She began using that to her advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and she desires to right it

Ideals: Gifted, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Enemies, Job. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 110 pp.

Description: She is dressed in a clean brown cloak covering her clean studded leather. She has moderate length white hair. Her green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: This woman loves music and to teach people music more than just about anything. To her fellows she is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Dariff hails from a village terrorized by illithids. While studying, she fell in love. They married and had a son. After a long history of fighting, Dariff and her spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: She made a deal with a demon which lead to her current lot in life, and she's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and she's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Enemies, In love, Debt. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 40 gp.

Description: She usually wears her pastel robe and has her scimitar always slung over her shoulder. Her brown fur is unkempt and raggedy. Her amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She resents people who mock her appearance or her, so she has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Sun is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: She was raised by priests from a young age. She went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. She has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: She is wracked by social anxiety.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.