Description: An imposing woman with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, she likes to wear ponchos typically of a light brown in addition to tight pants. Her fur is short and yellow. Her face is full, her cheeks are rosy, and she always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in her green eyes.

Personality: She will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken her opponents. Despite her formidable combat skills she remains a coward. Animals are drawn to her, and she is able to talk to them.

History: Art was born the youngest of three triplets. In her formative years she discovered how persuasive she was. She began using that to her advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. By chance she met her brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of her brother; and doesn't want to be a dyer and was forced into it by her family

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: This man tends to wear a black poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His crest is short and blue. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines red.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Gifted from a young age, Torinn studied abroad. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Dragonborn conditions. He was granted divine powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Elven compassion; and a strong sense of loyalty to elven people

Ideals: Logical, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Racist. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 170 gp.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a green coat. His brown hair is lengthy. His black eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 3. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: Gifted from a young age, Ekemon studied abroad. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He has dedicated himself to building a better world.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and he has a crush on the local navigator

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 2000 cp. Star rose quartz (20 gp). Amber (100 gp). 1 Small steel mirror.

Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His crest, while still mostly bronze, has prominent grey streaks. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Dyer work with an outfit from a few towns over. Dyer work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He struck the Dyer job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Expand his business; and to be a mortician again

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Job. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears violet robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a nunchaku, but if one is not available he will default to his bow. He has dyed his greying white hair a little too much giving a sharp white color. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. While he appears to be a normal Half-Elf, 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.

Ideals: Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Insane, Shy. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 47000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.