Description: A 2'11" northern woman, she is dressed in an above average manner. She has wavy chestnut hair. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: She is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. She is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes her no end of embarrassment.

History: Vani was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her father was employed at, doing general labor. Her father was very strict, and drilled into her lessons on being the perfect lady. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.

Motivation: She feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world; and she doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Shy, Forgetful. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 400 sp. 3 Acid flasks.

Description: She wears a tattered pair of loose brown pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. She carries a battered morningstar and tarnished dagger as well. She has done her best to style her brown fur to look like a famous performer. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. She is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. She always admired martial-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. 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. Leaf fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She seems to be bored by most things; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Insane, Mundane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Miner

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 200 gp. Pink pearl (140 gp). Sardonyx (60 gp).

Description: He is a mite stocky and does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His white hair is greasy and uncared for. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are silver.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his mother. His parents enrolled him in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that he could practice his arcane talents. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and a deep hatred of drow

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Selfish. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 130 gp. Lapis lazuli (16 gp).

Description: He wears a white shirt, with a red mid length shorts with red tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His red hair has been sun bleached extensively. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He hates Half-Orcs with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. A true patriot, Karg would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He is content; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Racist, Ugly, Shy, Mundane. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 220 gp. Onyx (50 gp). Red spinel (40 gp).

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Dragonborn, and stands approximately 6'1". He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with black lining and desert motifs, and his gloved hand is found clutching a rapier. His gold crest is long and unkept. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

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 cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when brigands swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. In his 12th year, his parents were killed by a brigands raid, leaving Dadalan alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he wants revenge against brigands

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 30 gp.