Description: Runty and weak-looking, she wears a brown vest with golden trim over her white shirt. Her blue leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and her brown boots flare out at the collars. She has moderate length cinnamon fur. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: She dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the east. Energy wise she seems alert and responsive.

History: Born in the east her family was never financially stable. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Server hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Regain custody of her son; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Pacifist, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Server

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 240 gp.

Description: The dark-skinned woman stands 2'10" and wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with red lining and desert motifs. Her red hair is knotted and matted. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are blue.

Personality: Trym speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. She is clearly well-traveled and educated. She is used to getting what she wants. In part because she is a meticulous planner.

History: She is a Lamia in disguise. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Halflings in the west were limited. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: She wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and nothing but the best is good enough for her

Ideals: Impeccable, Professionalism. Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 160 gp.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he is wearing a long, tan cloak. His silver hair is braided into rings. He has gleaming, smiling violet eyes.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. The war was a terrible time for him, and Dimble does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Dimble hails from a village terrorized by giants. Dimble liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by giants. Dimble was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the giants.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Military, Enemies, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he likes to wear violet tank tops with blue pants. His brown hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. He has violet eyes.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: When he was but 7 years old his parents immigrated from the west. His psionic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 260 gp. Aquamarine (300 gp).

Description: This southern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears brown leather gloves, a brown jacket, and tight pants. His cinnamon fur, when down, is lengthy. He is baby faced.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Hunter who has hired him part-time. Left-Handed enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. While he appears to be a normal Tabaxi, 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 has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Locksmith. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and he's in love

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist, Insane. Bonds: Has a crush. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 500 sp. Citrine (70 gp).