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 golden hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Her hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: She barks her statements quickly and with little fuss. She prefers small words and is at her heart utilitarian. She is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: She was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. 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. Lidda fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Terse, Disease. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 40000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: An imposing woman with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, she is generally shirtless and showing off her tattooed chest. She keeps her long lavender fur kept up in a rat tail. Her amber eyes peer out from beneath her small brown hat.

Personality: She never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. She is ready at a moment's notice to give into her darker urges. She is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. She often ends up burning people alive in the fires she starts.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Her mother was a soldier and died while she was still young. Emerald was left her mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. After months of barely getting by, Emerald managed to ambush a major caravan with a load of valuables. Instantly wealthy, she made her way to the capital under a new identity.

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

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich, Military. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 37000 sp. Red-brown spinel (40 gp). Banded agate (12 gp). Peridot (40 gp). Citrine (40 gp). 1 Simple lock.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He dresses like a well dressed Soapmaker does. His long blonde hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. As a very small child his family refused to pay dues to a local crime lord, who ordered them killed. His father, a somewhat powerful mage sought to protect him and cast a teleportation spell that whisked him away. After months of barely getting by, Quarion managed to ambush a major caravan with a load of valuables. Instantly wealthy, he made his way to the capital under a new identity.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable.

Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Rich, Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Breastplate.

Description: A woman with a calm yet intense air about her, she wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. Her hair is brown and very short. Her eyes are a pleasant green.

Personality: She has always had a great fascination with Dragonborn culture. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Nikki is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: She was born in the east, but her parents moved at a very young age to the north. Ostracized due to the psionic powers of her oldest brother, she and her siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Halflings became a terror of the countryside. She left for the east, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: Dragonborn compassion; and she doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 1500 gp. Eye agate (9 gp). Aquamarine (500 gp). Moss agate (9 gp). Pink pearl (90 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.