Description: She wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. She is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly flails and kukris. Her golden hair is singed and shortened. Her green eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: She is a woman who does what she needs to. She will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. She lacks moral complications. She does what she is told to by employers but not much else. She spends her money on whatever she fancies at the time.

History: From birth she was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Her parents died when she was young, and she was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Arha grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Arha. She became a Guard soon after.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record, Job, Mentor. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 1700 sp.

Description: This eastern woman's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, she slurs her words together. She wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath her coat. Her white hair is unkempt and raggedy. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: She tends to agree with only herself unless someone else's opinion sounds like she can profit from it. She tries to control her temper but she can't always stop herself from what she feels what must be done. When she's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, she's doing singing.

History: Dell hails from a village terrorized by illithids. She has had some formal singing training, and achieved minor success. After a long history of fighting, Dell and her spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 600 sp. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: She is scrawny and has patchy auburn stubble. She is dressed in a clean yellow cloak covering her clean studded leather. She has a hunchback. She has a very tight haircut. Her eyes are gray and beady.

Personality: Cocky and sure of herself, she believes she is the best Mercenary born in the past three hundred years. She has a habit of throwing herself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. She moved out west to avoid the crime she committed. She would ruin relationships and cause injury. She was reprimanded several times before being given her current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: She possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal.

Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Job, Military, Criminal record. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears tattered old clothes, and is pretty ugly. He has shaved his head bald. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines hazel.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: Gifted from a young age, Azdûsh studied abroad. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Dragonborn activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Dragonborn doctor. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical, Fearful, Racist. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 90 gp. Zircon (20 gp).

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears dull brown sweaters, loose green pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed scimitar, just in case. His golden hair is cut short. He is baby faced.

Personality: Travok is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. During his travels, Travok and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Travok discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Travok fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Depressed, Hedonist. Bonds: Poor, Religious. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 140 gp.