Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'10" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears professional attire. His white hair is still thick. He has gray eyes.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Doctor arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Odo took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up kukri and armor he uses now. He bought a kukri and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Flaws: Selfish, Forgetful. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 160 gp. Amethyst (80 gp).

Description: She is of a modest build and height, but she carries herself more imposing than she is. She wears a pastel coat over a brown low-cut shirt, and a wide-brimmed hat upon her head. Her fur is short and lavender. She wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: She is cool and collected. She likes to make quips and puns whenever she does anything. She also makes a point to compliment her superiors and flatter them. Her brief stint in the army gave her the idea she was invincible and that she is the toughest woman alive.

History: Trained by her mother for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. While she appears to be a normal Tabaxi, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and she is unsatisfied with her job

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Insane, Insomniac. Bonds: Military, Job. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 9000 cp.

Description: She wears a robe, a symbol of luck around her neck, and a bastard sword on her belt. She has red hair. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: She has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. She is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with her big mouthed big gutted partner. Her partner is her best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. She is kind towards other women and children and will generally offer women help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to her.

History: Mara was born into a poor family. Growing up, she dreamt of becoming a Paladin, to bring honor to her family’s name. When she came of age, she applied for a position with her town's local guard, looking to work her way up via merit and eventually become a Paladin in service of a powerful lord somewhere. At a young age she wooed the heart of her future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature bastard sword.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and to reunite with her old friends

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor, In love. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 380 gp.

Description: She is in excellent shape and does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when she can avoid it. Her dark red hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a broad hat. Her gold eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: She considers herself the perfect lady. She makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. She plays an instrument quite well.

History: From birth she was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. She was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. She never won. She came across an abandoned tomb where she found a relic that called out to her. After picking it up she was cursed by unlife.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and she feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable, Artistic. Bonds: Mentor, Immigrant. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 40 gp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what she was had she not made sure her armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit she wears brown leather gloves, a brown jacket, and tight pants. She wears her blonde hair up. Her blue eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: In the realm of puns, she cannot help herself. She feels obliged to make them. She is obsessed with her god.

History: Raised by wardens she was only a novice when orcs swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. She helped her father out around the business and became quite the natural. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by orcs. Avice was horrified and prayed that her mother was alright. However, she heard that her mother had died fighting off the orcs.

Motivation: Her religion dominates her actions.

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Religious, Enemies, Job. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 800 sp. 1 Masterwork Light wooden shield.