Description: She wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath her coat. She carries a battered quarterstaff and tarnished monstrous two handed axe as well. Her brown hair is smooth and relatively long. Her green eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: She has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. She is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with her big mouthed big gutted partner. Her partner is her best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. 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, Duvamil is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: Born in the north to a Architect, Duvamil learned a great deal about her father's area of expertise. She was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. During her travels, Duvamil and her party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Duvamil discovered the rest of her party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Duvamil fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing her own horrible transformation.

Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg; and obtaining odd cultural tabaxi artifacts is her passion

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Darkwood Shield.

Description: He wears suspenders and grey workpants. His shirt is pastel, and he wears a heavy grey leather apron most of the time. He sports a flattop hair cut. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of illithids may trigger it at times.

History: The child of a Carter, who enjoyed hunting, Travok was taken on many hunting expeditions. He found a children's book about a Dwarf Barbarian who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by illithids, and he desires to right it.

Ideals: Opinionated. Bonds: Enemies, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 5000 cp. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing black cape and mantle trimmed with soft blue waves gently in the breeze, and he perpetually has his bastard sword ready. He keeps his green crest in a flapper bob. He has gleaming, smiling gold eyes.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Dwarven culture. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Shoemaker work with an outfit from a few towns over. Shoemaker work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He struck the Shoemaker job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Racist, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 600 gp. Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (300 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (300 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (400 gp).

Description: He stands about 3'2" and prefers to wear white clothing when he does not wear armor. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His blonde hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His eyes are green and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. He moved out east to avoid the crime he committed. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: A deep hatred of illithids; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Optimist, Opinionated. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record, Enemies. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 80 pp.