Description: She appears as an extremely gaunt Dragonborn, and stands approximately 6'3". She is dressed in earthy colors with a green and tan handkerchief worn on her left side, and her gloved hand is found clutching a shield. She has moderate length blue crest. Her red eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: She believes there is no problem she cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Antrara is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: She was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family Antrara was a troubled youth. She spent her days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent her evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Antrara decided she wanted neither the life of her mother nor that of the evil petty criminals she associated with. During her early adolescence, she took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. She struck the Sellsword job and began her own company from there.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and she'd like to take her coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Persistence, Justice, Optimist. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: This northern woman wears a black armored body suit, with a simple red line shooting up and back down. Her clothes are grease stained in places. She keeps her black hair in a pixie cut. Her eyes are red and catlike.

Personality: She will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken her opponents. Despite her formidable combat skills she remains a coward. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Nemeia is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Tieflings in the north were limited. 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. Nemeia fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She has a rivalry with the Church that dominates her actions; and to settle down with her crush

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 200 sp.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep blue leather and dull grey iron scale mail. His red hair is heavily combed to the right. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. Wobbles was born on a far southern island where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Butcher. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Professionalism. Flaws: Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he wears a tan armored body suit, with a simple grey line shooting up and back down. His black hair is cut short. His green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He takes great joy in being the best Mercenary in town.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. He worked as a nervous Mercenary and found it very stressful. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Mercenary.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and to be a spy again

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Slave, Adventurer. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 300 gp. Iolite (50 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (700 gp). 1 Minor magic item.