Description: She is a paragon of her species. She is larger and stronger than most Elves. Her skin is dark but she possesses many green ritualistic tattoos. She tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with her rolled up shirt sleeves this gives her a very relaxed look. She has styled her auburn hair well, parting it to the left. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: She is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as she rather likes the sound of her voice. Her demeanor is somewhat feminine. She is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in her opinion.

History: She was born at the edge of vast plains. She sought a place where she would be rewarded solely on the merits of her skills. This search led her directly into Adventurer work with an outfit from a few towns over. Adventurer work suited her well, and with each successful project, she earned more gold and more respect from her peers. She bought a hand crossbow and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and tabaxi compassion

Ideals: Optimist, Opinionated. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 2700 sp.

Description: A woman with a cold, calculating air about her, she wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. She conceals her spear with her veritable burlap sack of a shirt. Her red hair is wavy and long. This gray eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: In the realm of puns, she cannot help herself. She feels obliged to make them. Animals are drawn to her, and she is able to talk to them.

History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. In her 15th year, while out on a day-trip, she returned to find her hometown burning and destroyed. She found her mother impaled in their home, and her father beheaded. She saw the woman who walked out, and charged her in a blind rage. The woman easily evaded and defeated her, leaving her to live broken and terrified. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.

Motivation: She is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and she feels threatened by others

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 100 gp. Azurite (11 gp). 1 Masterwork studded leather.

Description: She is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of her physical features obscured, and she perpetually has her dagger ready. She wears her red hair up in a very large beehive style do. Her eyes are hazel and catlike.

Personality: She is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. She is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: The child of eastern immigrants she idolized her father. Her father was very strict, and drilled into her lessons on being the perfect lady. 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. Millicent fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes.

Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Impeccable. Bonds: Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 60 gp. Jasper (50 gp). 1 Banded mail.

Description: He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. He carries a battered mace and tarnished quarterstaff as well. His white hair, when down, is lengthy. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with dancing. He constantly tries to fill his life with dancing. A friendly and beautiful Tiefling, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Therai was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Therai fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the east; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Nature. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. His white hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. This amber eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. A friendly and beautiful Half-Elf, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: He got into the Mason business at a young age. When Erdan reached his early adolescence his Half-Elf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Mason for hire.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Military, Criminal record. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 220 gp.