Description: She is wearing a long, violet, dusty cloak. She carries with her a set of quarterstaffs on her belt, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. Her hair is auburn and curly. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: She cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with her opinion, she thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, she can get violently argumentative. She has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her mother always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. Her parents divorced when she was young, and her mother gained full cudstody. She was regularly beaten by her mother, who blamed her for driving them apart. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Shanairla fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated. Flaws: Insomniac, Fearful, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 6000 gp. Solid gold idol (900 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (150 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: She wears a brown vest with golden trim over her white shirt. Her white leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and her brown boots flare out at the collars. Her beige fur is smooth and relatively long. Her green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating she would invite many more into her home than her spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. She has all her life been fascinated with music.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Spring took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up longsword and armor she uses now. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.

Motivation: She is greedy; and to be a miller again

Ideals: Philantrophist, Artistic. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Job. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 40 pp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears just a black suit. His silver crest is heavily combed to the left. He has gleaming, smiling gold eyes.

Personality: Salasar hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his poetry career. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Artistic, Philantrophist, Fighting. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 1500 gp.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He is renowned for his bright white suits and hats. His long auburn hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. He has green eyes.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He works hard and plays hard.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. Scrag liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Scrag fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Athletic, Justice, Fighting. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 280 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.