Description: A woman with a cold, calculating air about her, she wears a robe, a symbol of magic around her neck, and a glaive on her belt. She has done her best to style her blonde hair to look like a famous performer. Her brown eyes peer out from beneath her small black hat.

Personality: She exudes charisma. She is a tour de force of persuasion. She is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in her opinion.

History: She was born several months after her mother was called into army service. Her family was turned out during the war. She and her family wandered west to less war torn lands. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Creega fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 60 gp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: This light-skinned female wears a red cloak and cross-gartered grey stockings. She is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. Her brown hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. Her ears are large.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. She is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. She haggles over everything, upselling her goods and buying cheap. She is persistent in everything.

History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Through the years after Blossom was born, her father became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Blossom's father didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. She now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and she's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His white hair is matted, messy, and big. His gold eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker green hat.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: The child of a Mercenary, who enjoyed hunting, Valafar was taken on many hunting expeditions. Like his mother and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Engraver. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To pay off his debts; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, Job, Debt. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 40 pp.

Description: This tall, slender woman wears a fancy green dress. She has styled her silver hair well, parting it to the right. Her fierce black eyes like to dwell on things.

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 a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Lerissa hails from a village terrorized by illithids. From her teen years she was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on her. She became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: To reunite with her old friends.

Ideals: Optimist, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Adventurer. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 300 gp. Chalcedony (80 gp). Red spinel (110 gp). 3 Thunderstones.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears a green costume with the symbols of his god on his torso. His black crest is greasy and uncared for. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are red.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. The war was a terrible time for him, and Donaar does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When Donaar reached his early adolescence his Dragonborn father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and a deep hatred of orcs

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 100 gp.