Description: She has a large grey mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into her black robe. She carries a battered pickaxe and tarnished sickle as well. Her long black hair reaches down to her waist. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: In the realm of puns, she cannot help herself. She feels obliged to make them. She will do just about anything if she becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this she is easily convinced.

History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Her homeland was ravaged by war and she spent much of her life rebuilding it. Unlike her family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, she wanted to work in the city. She has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: She wants to get laid; and she has a crush on the local actor

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Mundane, PTSD. Bonds: Has a crush. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: She wears a worn and beaten armor. She has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. Her black hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Her eyes are likewise violet.

Personality: She is highly sensitive about her name. She loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. She spends most of her days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There she gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Her history is one of pain. She was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves her parents kept. Quelenna 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 has dedicated herself to building a better world.

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

Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Adventurer, Slave, Job. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 13000 cp.

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 is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing green cape and mantle trimmed with soft brown waves gently in the breeze. He has dyed his greying silver crest a little too much giving a sharp silver color. He has red eyes and a green hat with a brown feather.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Bharash hails from a village terrorized by drow. Because his father participated in the massacre of their homeland, drow burned their ranch to the ground and forced them out. He was preparing to flee to the south, but the outbreak of war prevented him and his mother from journeying south to reunite his family. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and he wants revenge against drow

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 900 gp.

Description: He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light blue in addition to tight pants. He carries a battered glaive and tarnished sword as well. His blonde hair is lengthy. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are violet.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. In his 14th year, his parents were killed by a dire rats raid, leaving Immeral alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and revenge

Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Mundane, Impulsive. Bonds: Mentor, Enemies. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 600 gp.