Description: She is a woman of bearing and well nourished. She wears skinny pants and wears a red and black robe with the hood down. Her hair is brown and very short. Her eyes are amber and she is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: She is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends she is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy herself. She enjoys reading and quiet.

History: She was born in a small forest village. She dropped out of school before completing her studies. One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: She wants to get laid; and to settle down with her crush

Ideals: Joker, Logical, Persistence. Bonds: Nature, Has a crush. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: Brass mug with jade inlays (100 gp).

Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He has a large black mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his pastel robe. He has wavy gold crest. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: He got into the Tailor business at a young age. A gifted student he started as a Merchant, but he got bored and became a Tailor. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Insane, Shy. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 1000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a tight fitting brown shirt and pants. He carries with him a set of scimitars on his belt, each one with a topaz on the hilt. He sports a flattop fur cut. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: Harvest was born the youngest of three triplets. 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. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Harvest fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found.

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Insane, Selfish. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 100000 cp.

Description: He stands about 5'5" and usually wears his black robe and has his greataxe always slung over his shoulder. His right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His black hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He has several tiny sapphire earrings on each ear.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Flaws: Insomniac, Selfish, Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 200 gp.