Description: She wears rags and sports a simple walking cane, and carries greataxes. She has dyed her greying brass crest a little too much giving a sharp brass color. 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 barks her statements quickly and with little fuss. She prefers small words and is at her heart utilitarian. On top of that she is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to her employer will always come first she doesn't like to hit women.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her mother. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. 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. Hethress fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She wants to meet her childhood hero; and she would like to get married and retire

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac, Terse. Bonds: Poor, Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 1500 sp. 1 Tanglefoot bags.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His brown hair is lengthy. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: Lewis lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. 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. Lewis fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and he is greedy

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Family, Criminal record. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 200 gp. Eye agate (15 gp). 1 Breastplate.

Description: She wears suspenders and brown workpants. Her shirt is white, and she wears a heavy brown leather apron most of the time, but does not cut a very imposing figure. She walks with a slouch but will stand straight to her full 5'6" when asserting herself. Her hair is cut close to her head. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are brown.

Personality: She is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, she's a very lovable idiot. She has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her mother and father. Her mother taught her the rudiments of the Butcher arts, while her father instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. She was an adventurer many years ago and she formed a blood bond with her Dragonborn companion (her 'brother'). She has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: She has passion for adventuring and risk; and she'd like to take her coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Optimist, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 800 gp. Gold music box (3000 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (80 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (700 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1000 gp).

Description: This exceptionally lanky woman wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. She has shaved her head bald. Her violet eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: She is quite rude, and likes to deride her opponents skill and shout insults at them. She has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: She was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. While she appears to be a normal Dwarf, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. After a long history of fighting, Whurdred and her spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and she's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Addict, Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 140 gp.