Description: A well shaped woman just over fifty, she is dressed in a clean brown cloak covering her clean studded leather. Sporting a black mohawk this woman's hair draws a lot of attention. Her eyes are likewise brown.

Personality: She goes out her way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one she won't accept into her heart. She believes the world needs to unite to get rid of drow once and for all.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Oriel was born on a far western mountains where she grew up under the tutelage of her father, an expert Server. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.

Motivation: She has a crush on the local Seamstress; and someone believes her a fraud

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Enemies, Rich, Immigrant, Has a crush. Occupation: Server

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 300 sp.

Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized brown coat. Her blonde hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. Her eyes are brown and beady.

Personality: She swings through moods quickly. One moment she is cool and collected, the next she is carried away by passions. Her brief stint in the army gave her the idea she was invincible and that she is the toughest woman alive.

History: When she was but 3 years old her parents immigrated from the east. She graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. She advanced relatively quickly due to her good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Regain custody of her son; and she will attempt to ambush and attack anyone she thinks she can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, she will try to sell them to her slave-trader contact

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 1000 cp. Peridot (70 gp).

Description: She is scrawny and has patchy silver stubble. She tends to wear a yellow poncho over her likewise colored trousers and shirt. She has a hunchback. She wears her silver hair down. Her ears are large.

Personality: Stoic and calm, she prefers to meditate than take action. She is a thrill seeker, she laughs at people and throws down challenges. She is highly competitive and combative.

History: Heir to a fortune, her parents put a great deal of effort into curing her disease. From there she went from mercenary job to mercenary job. She spent several years traveling with her friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: This malnourished man is dressed in an above average manner. His silver hair is still thick. His brown eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He bought a sai and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he feels kind of lost in life

Flaws: Addict, Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 6000 cp.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears white robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a quarterstaff, but if one is not available he will default to his flail. His hair is white and curly. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: His arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. After coming to the age of reason, Foxilon took it upon himself to study the arcane arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He was granted arcane powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Athletic, Professionalism, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 5000 cp.