Description: She does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when she can avoid it. Her attire stands in sharp contrast to her crossbow, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a card on it. Her hair is short and white. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: In the realm of puns, she cannot help herself. She feels obliged to make them. She is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her father and mother. Her father taught her the rudiments of the Fletcher arts, while her mother instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Her parents divorced when she was young, and her father gained full cudstody. She was regularly beaten by her father, who blamed her for driving them apart. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Fletcher responsibilities is difficult; and to be a roofer again

Ideals: Joker, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 350 gp.

Description: A thin woman, she clearly needs to put on some weight, but she still has a lot of muscle. She wears a black vest and prefers brown and black shirts. Her boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. Her brown hair is matted, messy, and big. Her eyes are a pleasant green.

Personality: She is erratic and paranoid. She believes illithids are coming to abduct people. She is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: Gifted from a young age, Vanchu studied abroad. She always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike her way of doing things and want revenge; and a deep hatred of illithids

Ideals: Athletic, Logical, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 310 gp.

Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. She carries her fan with her everywhere and carries herself as the perfect lady. Her scarlet crest is knotted and matted. She has red eyes and a black hat with a brown feather.

Personality: She loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from her. She is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Dragonborn in existence. She has a cruel streak; something she gained from her previous mentor. She harbors resentment against her former mentor.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Dragonborns in the west were limited. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it; and she is greedy

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Mentor. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 5000 cp.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy gold crest. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He has a hunchback. His gold crest is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His ears are large.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by brigands. Rhogar was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the brigands.

Motivation: Revenge; and regain custody of his daughter

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Enemies, Family. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He wears dull violet sweaters, loose grey pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed bow, just in case. He carries with him a set of bows on his belt, each one with a amber on the hilt. He is bald on top and has large golden tufts of hair around his ears. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Thamior is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His parents were killed by giants in a raid when he was still a young child. The giants captured him, and made him a slave and general play-thing. He was beaten and tortured regularly, leading to his deformed appearance. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Thamior was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the giants.

Motivation: He wants revenge against giants.

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Bather

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 200 gp. An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (180 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (800 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (180 gp). 1 Minor magic item.