Description: He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He carries with him a set of flails, each one with a jet on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His fur is short and beige. His eyes are green and beady.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Right-Handed lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Forgetful. Bonds: Nature, Family. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: She wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with white lining and desert motifs. She carries with her a set of tridents on her belt, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. Her tied-back hair is black. Her amber eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Cocky and sure of herself, she believes she is the best Slave Trader born in the past three hundred years. She constantly seizes attention wherever she goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. She likes to think of herself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Nikki was born with her mother's beautiful face. At a young age both her parents were killed in an accident. Her uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took her in and had her trained in basic self defense. She's also a talented Performer, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 150 gp.

Description: She wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. She usually doesn't wear a shirt, and she perpetually has her morningstar ready. Her red hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a feathered hat. She is baby faced.

Personality: She likes to brag about her accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. She is a great chef.

History: Her necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Marry her brother to traveling adventurers; and an old rival family wants her found

Ideals: Fighting, Passionate, Gifted, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 80 pp.

Description: A 2'9" eastern woman, she wears professional attire. Her white hair is still thick. Her brown eyes peer out from beneath her top white hat.

Personality: She is witty, but her monotone delivery comes off as unnerving She is accommodating to her spouse and as such limits her hospitality. She is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven herself a capable leader.

History: She was raised in a forest tribe. There was a wharf not far from home where she often wandered off to fish. She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature lance.

Motivation: Meet up once more with her childhood friend; and she's looking for her big break

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Attractive, In love, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Actor

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 50 gp.

Description: He wears dull brown sweaters, loose white pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed bow, just in case, and carries bows. His hair is always cut to a buzz. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: He was born in the west. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Nalral fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Good lock.