Description: This dark-skinned male wears a brown vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His violet leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his brown boots flare out at the collars. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Baern hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his writing career. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Dwarves.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his mother. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and a strong sense of loyalty to dwarven people

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Racist, Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 400 sp. 1 Masterwork manacles.

Description: She is a physically imposing dark-skinned woman. She wears grey trousers with green and black striped suspenders. She wears various colorful collared shirts. Her brown hair is still thick. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: She has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. She is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with her big mouthed big gutted partner. Her partner is her best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. She dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. Her biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: Born in the north her family was never financially stable. From there she went from mercenary job to mercenary job. She has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Laborer. She hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: She has passion for adventuring and risk; and obtaining odd cultural tabaxi artifacts is her passion

Ideals: Logical. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor, Has a crush. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 320 gp. Amber (70 gp). Chalcedony (60 gp).

Description: She sports brown clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. She is physically well-built. She sports a flattop fur cut. Her eyes are likewise yellow. Her teeth are white and perfect.

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. When triggered she is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her father always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. Through the years after Shivering was born, her father became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Shivering's father didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. Recently she has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: She will attempt to ambush and attack anyone she thinks she can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, she will try to sell them to her slave-trader contact; and she has decided she is irredeemable

Flaws: Cynical, Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 40 gp. Jet (140 gp). 1 Breastplate.

Description: A middle-aged man, he is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time, and is pretty ugly. He wears his golden hair down. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Thamior liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He's also a talented Healer, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Guardian, Nature, Job. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 300 sp.

Description: Standing 5'5", this man is renowned for his bright brown suits and hats. He keeps his cinnamon fur in a pixie cut. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Being born in the south, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the south for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way east. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and regain custody of his daughter

Flaws: Secretive, Antagonistic, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Religious. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 100 gp.