Description: She wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. Her fur is greying and her face has many wrinkles. Her copper eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. She would rather hide behind her crafts than deal with other people.

History: Edge was born into a poor family. Growing up, she dreamt of becoming a Aristocrat, 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 Aristocrat in service of a powerful lord somewhere. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Glassblower hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She has became unsatisfied with her lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: To reunite with her old friends.

Ideals: Gifted, Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 330 gp. 4 Alchemist’s fire.

Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his hammer with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He carries with him a set of hammers on his belt, each one with a opal on the hilt. He has shaved his head bald. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Vanuath hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his poetry career. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Vanuath was born with his father's beautiful face. He has had some formal poetry training, and achieved minor success. He bought a hammer and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 1000 cp.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He prefers to wear flannel. His red hair is smooth and relatively long. His amber eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: When he was but 8 years old his parents immigrated from the west. Aelar was born on a far western plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Bather. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Addict, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a pastel vest and prefers tan and black shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He wears a broad hat to hide his balding. This copper eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. While he appears to be a normal Tabaxi, 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 is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is content; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 100 gp. Obsidian (5 gp).

Description: Standing 5'5", this woman is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Mortician. Her white hair is heavily combed to the left. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: Her tongue was cut out and she uses sign language. She has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a woman enough she will sell her own mother. Money is her most trusted friend.

History: She was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family Ovak abandoned her home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. She survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. She did whatever it took for her to survive. In her journeys she found a malevolent artifact. She wishes to return this artifact and its corrupting influence back to where it came.

Motivation: Meet up once more with her childhood friend.

Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, Adventurer. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 90 gp.