Description: She has a missing left arm. She wears a grey tunic with tan highlights, and long red pants that bunch up around her shoes. She has dyed her greying red hair a little too much giving a sharp red color. Her eyes are violet and catlike.

Personality: She is curt in most of her responses. She prefers to keep her word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Avelina is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: Avelina lived on a farm with her father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. When Avelina reached her early adolescence her Human father 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. By chance she met her brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: To reunite with her absent father; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Family, Military, In love. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 6000 cp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: This woman wears a brown tunic with white highlights, and long brown pants that bunch up around her shoes, and sports empty pouches on her belt. She has done her best to style her cinnamon fur to look like a famous performer. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She can speak with the recently deceased. She misses her home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: A studious child she never was much for a social life, not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Tabaxis in the west were limited. She now owns her own business.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and she is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Religious. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He is wearing a long, yellow cloak. His brown hair is braided into rings. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Opinionated, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Nature, Job. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 260 gp.

Description: She is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. She wears an entirely black suit with tan socks and a vest with buckled shoes. Beneath her clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. Her silver hair is lengthy. Her silver eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as she rather likes the sound of her voice. Her demeanor is somewhat feminine. She is underhanded and not above using her wealth and body to get others to do her bidding.

History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her mother and father. Her mother taught her the rudiments of the Healer arts, while her father instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. She was taken from her home at a very young age. 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: She uses money and sex appeal to get what she needs; and money/treasure

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Slave, Attractive, Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 200 gp. A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (180 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (300 gp).

Description: A middle-aged woman, she usually wears her violet robe and has her sickle always slung over her shoulder, and is pretty ugly. She has moderate length black hair. Her brown eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: She trusts no one. She is not readily capable for forgiveness and her ire never leaves her. 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 born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for her. It may also be what makes her so good at details. Through the years after Margery was born, her mother became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Margery's mother didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. During her travels, Margery and her party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Margery discovered the rest of her party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Margery fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing her own horrible transformation.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and to reunite with her old friends

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 260 gp.