Description: Her left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise she appears quite healthy. She wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with broad hat. She has no hair. Her silver eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She runs her personal life as if detached from it. She organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits she will get from it. A true patriot, Shava would do anything for her country. She is fiercely protective of her fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. She always admired druidic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. She routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 100 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (14 gp). Jade (90 gp). 1 Half-Plate. 1 Masterwork Heavy wooden shield. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: She wears a pastel feathered hat and pastel clothes, and she perpetually has her flail ready. Her white fur is braided into rings. She has amber eyes and a pastel hat with a black feather.

Personality: She is unhospitable to her core. Her small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. She constantly seizes attention wherever she goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. She likes to think of herself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: She was raised in a mountains tribe. She found a children's book about a Tabaxi Rogue 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 dedicated herself to building a better kind of golem.

Motivation: Wants her loneliness to end; and she wants to meet her childhood hero

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 20 pp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he is renowned for his bright black suits and hats. He keeps his dark red hair in a pixie cut. His silver eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: Marbas hails from a village terrorized by orcs. While he appears to be a normal Tiefling, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He was granted divine powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by orcs, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Enemies, Family. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 90 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (7 gp).

Description: He is in excellent shape and is wearing a tight blue one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. He has done his best to style his brown hair to look like a famous performer. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He refers to his adoptive mother for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Arumawann took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up crossbow and armor he uses now. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To unite with his brother.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Nature. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 1 Hourglass.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'11" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears silk and lounges about seductively. His white hair is heavily combed to the left. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

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. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Dilettante. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Dilettante.

Motivation: Expand his business; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Persistence, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.