Description: This southern woman's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, she slurs her words together. She wears suspenders and blue workpants. Her shirt is green, and she wears a heavy blue leather apron most of the time. Her black hair is greasy and uncared for. Her green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, she has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. She lacks moral complications. She does what she is told to by employers but not much else. She spends her money on whatever she fancies at the time.

History: Virra 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. At a young age she wooed the heart of her future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. She ran away from her former home and has been making her living as a Body Guard for the past few years.

Motivation: Expand her business.

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Poor, In love. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 5000 cp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a worn and beaten armor. His white hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He hates Half-Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Tim was raised in a hard working conservative environment. His parents enrolled him in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that he could practice his druidic talents. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Racist, Forgetful. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 1900 sp.

Description: She appears as an extremely gaunt Tabaxi, and stands approximately 5'3". She dresses in pastel turtlenecks beneath a brown coat with pastel slacks, and her gloved hand is found clutching a ceremonial dagger. Her fur is cut close to her head. Her eyes are hazel and beady.

Personality: She resents people who mock her appearance or her, so she has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. She uses divination through singing.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Her divine abilities were realized during a raid on her village. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Her spouse's relatives view her with great suspicion; and obtaining odd cultural tabaxi artifacts is her passion

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Buckler.

Description: Standing 5'11", this woman wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized brown coat. Her silver hair is long and unkept. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. She is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes her no end of embarrassment.

History: When she was but 5 years old her parents immigrated from the west. Beatrice was born on a far western island where she grew up under the tutelage of her mother, an expert Bellfounder. She left for the west, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: She wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away.

Flaws: Ugly, Cynical, Forgetful. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He has a very tight haircut. His eyes are likewise violet.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: Nelkin was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. 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: To share knowledge with the world; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 3000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.