Description: She is a mite stocky and wears dark leathers with embroidery. Her white hair is smooth and relatively long. She is baby faced.

Personality: She is fixated on the number 18. She counts her steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. She seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. She takes great joy in being the best Priest in town.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Portia was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. When she came of age, she joined a caravan that would eventually take her to the capital. She would practice along the way and, when she arrived, be apprenticed to a Priest. She is searching for what she claims is her rightful reward.

Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Mentor, Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 40 gp.

Description: He stands about 6'5" and wears tattered old clothes. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His brown hair is lengthy. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Unemployed business.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Ahrim abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and money/treasure

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 230 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is a mite stocky and usually wears his brown robe and has his dagger always slung over his shoulder. His fur is cut close to his head. His yellow eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. While he appears to be a normal Tabaxi, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Addict, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 30 gp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His brown hair is knotted and matted. His white eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: Astar was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Armorer work with an outfit from a few towns over. Armorer work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 40 gp. 1 Everburning torch.

Description: He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He sports a flattop hair cut. His white eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Xappan fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Slave, Adventurer. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 320 gp.