Description: She wears a robe, a symbol of her god around her neck, and a monstrous two handed axe on her belt, but does not cut a very imposing figure. She walks with a slouch but will stand straight to her full 6'4" when asserting herself. Her crest is cut close to her head. Her half smiles and red eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: She is filled with cunning. She likes to feign weakness letting people think she is weak. She believes the world needs to unite to get rid of illithids once and for all.

History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. At a young age her mother died while driving off some illithids. Her father being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train her in monstrous two handed axe use. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Hillanot fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Many illithids want her driven away; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Secretive, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 90 gp.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He is wearing a long, tan, dusty cloak. His long silver hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He has a dull look in his blue eyes.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Dayereth took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up pickaxe and armor he uses now. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and wants a kiss

Ideals: Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Nature, Has a crush. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He has a missing left arm. He is dressed in a clean pastel cloak covering his clean studded leather. He wears a Stetson hat to cover his moderate length orange fur. This hazel eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Hunter responsibilities is difficult.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 300 gp. Smoky quartz (60 gp). Deep blue spinel (200 gp). 4 Antitoxin.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, he wears tan painted combat armor at almost all times. His white hair is unkempt and raggedy. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Sage 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: He seems to be bored by most things.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he wears a tan tunic with brown highlights, and long white pants that bunch up around his shoes. His golden hair is matted, messy, and big. His ears are large.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. While he appears to be a normal Elf, 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 seems to be bored by most things; and money/treasure

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Selfish, Insane, Mundane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork Light steel shield. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Breastplate.