Description: A woman of a pale complexion, she wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. She usually doesn't wear a shirt. Her long brown hair reaches down to her waist. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: She is overprotective of those who hire her services. She is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Fistula was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. She was an apprentice working in her father's forge. She tends to her Cook job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations she has.

Motivation: Expand her business; and several ex partners dislike her way of doing things and want revenge

Bonds: Guardian, Military, Mentor, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 300 sp.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he is dressed in a clean red cloak covering his clean studded leather. He wears a colorful flower in his red hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He hates Halflings with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. While he appears to be a normal Halfling, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

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

Flaws: Insane, Racist, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He carries with him a set of shortspears on his belt, each one with a emerald on the hilt. He has styled his silver hair well, parting it to the left. This amber eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing painting.

History: Travok was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Adept, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Adept in service of a powerful lord somewhere. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He has never given up on his painting dream.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence, Artistic. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 290 gp.

Description: This younger middle-aged woman wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge, and a wedding ring on her left hand. Her gray fur is knotted and matted. Her copper eyes peer out from beneath her feathered pastel hat.

Personality: She loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from her. She is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Tabaxi in existence. She is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: She was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a large cave. She would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Left-Handed took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up nunchaku and armor she uses now. She bought a nunchaku and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: She has comitted a past crime that haunts her to this day; and she has a crush on the local fortune-teller

Ideals: Justice, Logical. Bonds: In love, Criminal record, Nature, Has a crush. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 16000 cp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: She is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. She is portly but not overly obese. Her silver hair is heavily combed to the right. She has a tattooed face.

Personality: She is highly sensitive about her name. She loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. She is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her father and mother. Her father taught her the rudiments of the Server arts, while her mother instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. She inherited a moderately successful company from her father. Under her leadership it has flourished, and using capital from her venture she effectively owns an entire region. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by dire rats. Quelenna was horrified and prayed that her mother was alright. However, she heard that her mother had died fighting off the dire rats.

Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Sensitive, Lazy. Bonds: Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Server

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: Just what you see.