Description: She wears a shirt that is too small, which lets her gut show, with a ratty red coat over it. She carries with her a set of glaives on her belt, each one with a amber on the hilt. She keeps her auburn hair in a flapper bob. Her gray eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: In the realm of puns, she cannot help herself. She feels obliged to make them. She is a ruthless business woman, a trait she acquired from her mother.

History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. When Wella reached her early adolescence her Halfling 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 has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Retire the richest woman in the south; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 90 gp.

Description: A hulking woman with gigantic muscles, she wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. Her gray fur is smooth and relatively long. She was beautiful and young once, which still shows through her age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: Here is a woman who knows she is the smartest in the room. She talks down to others constantly. A friendly and beautiful Tabaxi, she is rarely seen without a few beauties around her arms. Though a playboy in all rights, she is no lame duck.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. She went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. She now owns her own business.

Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Job, Military. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 40 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (8 gp).

Description: He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His silver hair is long and unkept. His gray unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: He is a Lycanthrope in disguise. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature warhammer.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and obtaining odd cultural dwarven artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 900 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: She is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Marshal, and she perpetually has her ceremonial dagger ready. Her brown hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. Her eyes are green.

Personality: She has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. She is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with her big mouthed big gutted partner. Her partner is her best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. She is ready at a moment's notice to give into her darker urges. She is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. She often ends up burning people alive in the fires she starts.

History: Veloptima was born into a poor family. Growing up, she dreamt of becoming a Bard, to bring honor to her family’s name. When she came of age, she applied for a position with her town's local guard, looking to work her way up via merit and eventually become a Bard in service of a powerful lord somewhere. When the war came and ruined her parents she was left adrift. She was a hard woman then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. As of late she has set up a hidden staging nest where she ambushes people she hires for escort.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane, PTSD. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record, Poor. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 240 gp.

Description: This exceptionally lanky woman tends to wear a large pastel jacket. Her lavender fur is braided into rings. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines copper.

Personality: She will rave to anyone who will listen. She spends most of her days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There she gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: She was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. While she appears to be a normal Tabaxi, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She now owns her own business.

Motivation: A deep hatred of gnolls; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 500 gp.