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 cinnamon fur is kept up in a ponytail inside a top hat. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: The woman has a huge range of feeling. She will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how she will be a better person from this day on. She can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: She was born in the south. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Tabaxis in the south were limited. She was granted divine powers by her dying sister.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to protect her home

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Emotional. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 20 gp. 1 Everburning torch.

Description: Her right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise she appears quite healthy. She dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. Her green crest is thinning but still full. Her face is full, her cheeks are rosy, and she always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in her red eyes.

Personality: She is erratic and paranoid. She believes brigands are coming to abduct people. She moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep her interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Daar was born into a poor family. Growing up, she dreamt of becoming a Commoner, to bring honor to her family’s name. When she came of age, she applied for a position with her town's local guard, looking to work her way up via merit and eventually become a Commoner in service of a powerful lord somewhere. In her 16th year, her parents were killed by a brigands raid, leaving Daar alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, she was adopted. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to brigands demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: She desires power and/or immortality; and someone believes her a fraud

Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 600 sp.

Description: Her skin has the orange glow of too much sun. She wears a red shirt, with a black mid length skirt with black tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. She has shaved her head bald. She has gleaming, smiling green eyes.

Personality: A deeply religious woman she believes everything happens for a reason. She is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: She was born in the east, but her parents moved at a very young age to the north. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Halflings in the east were limited. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and she is greedy

Ideals: Logical, Athletic. Bonds: Religious, Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 600 sp. 1 Masterwork Musical instrument.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Dragonborn, and stands approximately 6'2". He wears dark leathers with embroidery, and his gloved hand is found clutching a trident. His white crest is heavily combed to the left. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. While he appears to be a normal Dragonborn, 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 is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist, Justice, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He very much looks the part of a Locksmith. He carries with him a set of kukris on his belt, each one with a ruby on the hilt. Sporting a brown mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His ears are large.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: He got into the Locksmith business at a young age. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Locksmith. He became a Locksmith soon after.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and expand his business

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 600 gp.