Description: She wears dark leathers with embroidery. Her attire stands in sharp contrast to her shortspear, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a butterfly on it. Her tied-back hair is silver. Her blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She misses her glory days as an athlete. She does not mind her job, but it is boring in comparison. She is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: A studious child she never was much for a social life, not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out. From there she went from mercenary job to mercenary job. She was granted druidic powers by her dying brother.

Motivation: An old rival family wants her found; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Logical, Gifted. Bonds: Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 80 gp.

Description: This late middle aged woman wears a black shirt, with a brown mid length skirt with brown tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them and is in decent physical shape. Her white crest is slicked back into a classic pompadour. This red eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: She swings through moods quickly. One moment she is cool and collected, the next she is carried away by passions. She always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove her into the Baker business.

History: Perra hails from a village terrorized by drow. When Perra reached her early adolescence her Dragonborn mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by drow. Perra was horrified and prayed that her father was alright. However, she heard that her father had died fighting off the drow.

Motivation: Many drow want her driven away; and a rival would like her out of the picture

Ideals: Passionate, Persistence. Bonds: Enemies, Military, Criminal record. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. Sporting a red mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Scribe hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Flaws: Ugly, Secretive, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 170 gp.

Description: A moderately attractive woman, she usually wears her green robe and has her bastard sword always slung over her shoulder. She has scarlet crest. She has red eyes and a green hat with a tan feather.

Personality: She takes her job very seriously, in part because she fears she cannot get a new one. She has a small toy that she constantly fidgets with.

History: Gifted from a young age, Rezena studied abroad. Over the years she perfected her riding and shooting skills. She has achieved small success as a Stylist.

Motivation: She is unsatisfied with her job.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Nature. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 140 gp. 3 Tanglefoot bags.

Description: This southern man is abnormally tall. He usually wears his black robe and has his glaive always slung over his shoulder. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His tied-back hair is silver. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are green.

Personality: Trag 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-Half-Orcs.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. In his 16th year, his parents were killed by a giants raid, leaving Trag alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and he desires to right it; and money/treasure

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 130 gp.