Description: She is generally shirtless and showing off her tattooed chest. She carries with her a set of crossbows on her belt, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. Her top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: She is fixated on the number 81. 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 has a habit of throwing herself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Dwarves in Nora's homeland. Nora decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Nora fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to prove her worth to the world

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears a green tunic with red highlights, and long pastel pants that bunch up around his shoes. He has styled his white crest well, parting it to the right. His skin is flawless and his gold eyes scan people very quickly.

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 a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and expand his business

Ideals: Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, In love, Job, Debt. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man stands a little under 3'2" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is very protective of his business, his home, and his spouse. He is willing to work with less than legal methods but maintains the front of legitimacy.

History: Gifted from a young age, Pallabar studied abroad. His parents enrolled him in a Rogue school at a young age so that he could practice his arcane talents. Being a Priest kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 2100 sp. Black pearl (900 gp).

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His black hair, when down, is lengthy. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes drow are coming to abduct people. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was raised in a forest tribe. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Tabaxi companion (his 'brother'). He was granted necromantic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: Regain custody of his son; and many drow want him driven away

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Enemies, Nature, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 1700 sp. Deep green spinel (60 gp).

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He wears his brown fur up. His eyes are copper and beady.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Right-Handed took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up pickaxe and armor he uses now. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and money/treasure

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Addict, Shy. Bonds: Nature, Rich. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: Just what you see.