Description: This woman is typically in her Weaver uniform, and sports empty pouches on her belt. Her auburn hair is matted, messy, and big. Her ears are large.

Personality: She is fixated on the number 25. She counts her steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. She seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. She is a thrill seeker, she laughs at people and throws down challenges. She is highly competitive and combative.

History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her mother and father. Her mother taught her the rudiments of the Weaver arts, while her father instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. When she came of age, she joined a caravan that would eventually take her to the capital. She would practice along the way and, when she arrived, be apprenticed to a Weaver. She now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and she is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 2000 cp.

Description: She is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing violet cape and mantle trimmed with soft black waves gently in the breeze. Her auburn hair is greasy and uncared for. She wears a mask on her face.

Personality: She is a very philanthropic person; she spends her free time working at various soup kitchens. She seeks to pay back kindness whenever she gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip she always seeks to do solids for her friends.

History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. In her youth she was a Assassin, and wanted to be a champion fighter when she grew up. She was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives she lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. She saw the brutality and swore off her fighting aspirations, taking her younger brother on her back after seeing her parents die, and fled the country. She now mingles about in high society.

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

Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, PTSD. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 150 gp.

Description: Standing 4'2", this man is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. He has a very tight haircut. His amber eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is mildly Dwarf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Tabaxi people; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Logical, Gifted. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 800 sp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what she was had she not made sure her armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit she wears green leather gloves, a green jacket, and tight pants. Her brown hair is matted, messy, and big. This red eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: She is extraordinarily eccentric. She is always in debt, since she spends her money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Gadreel was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. She is untrained/undisciplined, which makes her dangerous.

Motivation: To prove her worth to the world.

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Impulsive. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 7000 cp.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep tan leather and dull grey iron scale mail. With a patchy red beard and wild red hair. His gray eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Born in the south to a Shepherd, Beiro learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. 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 Shepherd. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Passionate, Joker. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: Just what you see.