Description: She is a paragon of her species. She is larger and stronger than most Humans. Her skin is dark but she possesses many grey ritualistic tattoos. She does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when she can avoid it. She has moderate length chestnut hair. Her amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She trusts no one. She is not readily capable for forgiveness and her ire never leaves her. She does not believe in violence as a means to an end. She is a dedicated Cook but believes her peers are too gung-ho.

History: She was born in a small forest village. A gifted student she started as a Scribe, but she got bored and became a Cook. She has achieved small success as a Cook.

Motivation: She possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and she feels that her past leaves her morally obligated to help

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 120 gp. Pink pearl (50 gp). 1 Magnifying glass.

Description: This man wears tattered old clothes, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His blonde hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His eyes are a pleasant brown.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Percival was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down.

Ideals: Impeccable, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His silver hair is matted, messy, and big. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady gray eyes.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: His druidic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Knight work with an outfit from a few towns over. Knight 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's in love; and wants his loneliness to end

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Has a crush, Job. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 1 Breastplate.

Description: He wears bulky green painted plate armor. His hair is cut close to his head. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes goblins are coming to abduct people. The occasional robbery is his preferred attention getting crime, but he mainly uses his means for meeting his own perverse desires.

History: When he was but 8 years old his parents immigrated from the south. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Criminal record, Immigrant, Slave. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She dresses well, wearing green shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. She carries a battered warhammer and tarnished pickaxe as well. Her crest is greying and her face has many wrinkles. Her eyes are gold.

Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. She is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. From her teen years she was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on her. 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. Antrara fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 130 gp.