Description: She is well dressed, constantly wearing a black suit, red shirt, and white tie. She carries with her a set of flails, each one with a emerald on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. She has wavy chestnut hair. She has violet eyes.

Personality: Yevelda wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Warlock, so she tries to act the part. She does a good job, for the most part... Her actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as she answers to a power that mortal women fail to acknowledge.

History: Born in the north her family was never financially stable. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a large cave. She would wander through that large cave 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. Yevelda took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up flail and armor she uses now. She bought a flail and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: She has a rivalry with the Church that dominates her actions; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined. Bonds: Religious, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 7000 sp. Deep blue spinel (700 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. With bright chestnut hair and a scraggly beard. His eyes are hazel and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with singing. He constantly tries to fill his life with singing. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Uthemar was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Barrister. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Uthemar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is content; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Mentor, Job. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 3000 cp. Red garnet (160 gp).

Description: He dresses in brown turtlenecks beneath a grey coat with red slacks, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'7" when asserting himself. His cinnamon fur is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: Seven was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Tabaxi activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Tabaxi doctor. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: Tabaxi compassion; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Lazy, Racist. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 1200 gp. Aquamarine (300 gp). Rose (60 gp).

Description: This man wears a worn and beaten armor, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His hair is red and curly. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Thamior isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. Ostracized due to the arcane powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Elves became a terror of the countryside. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Blacksmith. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: To protect his home; and he's in love

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Bonds: Poor, Has a crush, Guardian. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 400 gp.