Description: This woman is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of her veins is visible when she is not flexing. Her shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for her due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. Her long red crest is drawn into a two foot long braid. Her fair skin shows little sign of her aristocratic breeding.

Personality: She is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. She is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. 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. Burana fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Joker, Logical. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: This fat southern woman has a bulbous nose and wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. She conceals her sai with her veritable burlap sack of a shirt. Her skin is also unnaturally pale. Her blonde hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: She resents people who mock her appearance or her, so she has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. She is a great chef.

History: Cora was born in the south. At a young age she loved to build and create. Her mother was a soldier and died while she was still young. Cora was left her mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: She is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and she possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Gifted, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Criminal record. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 4000 cp.

Description: A woman with a warm, jovial air about her, she is generally shirtless and showing off her tattooed chest. Her silver hair is smooth and relatively long. Her amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She can speak with the recently deceased. Her home and work are filled with various knick knacks she has acquired through the years. She cares a great deal for her adopted teenage son.

History: She got into the Carter business at a young age. She moved from fad to fad and when she turned 15 she discovered poetry. She ran away from her former home and has been making her living as a Carter for the past few years.

Motivation: To be a Shepherd again; and retire the richest woman in the south

Ideals: Gifted, Artistic, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Family, Job. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 1800 sp. Moonstone (70 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: She is a husky woman, who wears just a white suit. Her white hair is greasy and uncared for. Her face is scarred and worn.

Personality: She never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. Further she is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. She has had some formal writing training, and achieved minor success. She's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Optimist, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Disease. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 150 gp. Lapis lazuli (15 gp).

Description: Standing 5'7", this man has a large brown mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his yellow robe. He wears his cinnamon fur up. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Tabaxi in existence. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is his passion; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Justice, Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 90 gp.