Description: She wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle, but does not cut a very imposing figure. She walks with a slouch but will stand straight to her full 3'5" when asserting herself. Her red hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. She has brown eyes and a blue hat with a white feather.

Personality: She loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from her. She is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Gnome in existence. She loves teas. She is very sensitive about her face. To blow off anger she lifts weights and to control her otherwise explosive temper she works out a lot.

History: She is a Yochlol in disguise. From there she went from mercenary job to mercenary job. She has dedicated herself to building a better village for her children.

Motivation: To reunite with her old friends; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Justice, Fighting. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 290 gp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what she was had she not made sure her armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit she usually wears her blue robe and has her kukri always slung over her shoulder. She has wavy auburn hair. She has violet eyes.

Personality: She is shy and timid. She has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. She is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in her opinion.

History: She was born into a rich family. She inherited a moderately successful company from her father. Under her leadership it has flourished, and using capital from her venture she effectively owns an entire region. 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. Shamil fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Opinionated, Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 12000 sp. Rich purple corundum (1100 gp). Zircon (60 gp). Deep green spinel (160 gp). Chalcedony (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An older woman who wears a blue vest with golden trim over her white shirt. Her brown leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and her blue boots flare out at the collars, she is not a threatening figure. She has shaved her head bald. Her green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

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. Her brief stint in the army gave her the idea she was invincible and that she is the toughest woman alive.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. Mialee abandoned her home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. She survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. She did whatever it took for her to survive. She came across an abandoned tomb where she found a relic that called out to her. After picking it up she was cursed by vampirism.

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

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Military, Religious, Adventurer. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 70 pp. Embroidered and bejeweled glove (2000 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (160 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears suspenders and green workpants. His shirt is brown, and he wears a heavy green leather apron most of the time. His brown hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His red eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Brewer profession.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 170 gp. Black pearl (200 gp). 1 Backpack.