Description: She wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle, and carries scimitars. Her golden hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. Her violet eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. She has a cruel streak; something she gained from her previous mentor. She harbors resentment against her former mentor.

History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. She couldn't stand her childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with her mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Fistula fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and to end her boredom

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Mundane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He wears a worn and beaten armor, and he perpetually has his halberd ready. He has styled his gold crest well, parting it to the left. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Greethen isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Dragonborn unity. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. When Greethen reached his early adolescence his Dragonborn father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Greethen fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Military, Poor. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She has a missing left arm. She wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath her coat. She has done her best to style her chestnut hair to look like a famous performer. Her violet eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Prone to second guessing herself, she comes off as nervous. She does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of illithids may trigger it at times.

History: Born in the west to a Bounty Hunter, Elama learned a great deal about her father's area of expertise. A serious injury left her father unemployed and in need of constant care. Her family became saddled with debt trying to care for her infirm father. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by illithids. Elama was horrified and prayed that her mother was alright. However, she heard that her mother had died fighting off the illithids.

Motivation: To pay off her debts.

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Enemies, Job, Debt. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 5000 gp. Jade (160 gp). Pink pearl (160 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. He has dyed his greying cinnamon fur a little too much giving a sharp cinnamon color. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Seven hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his writing career. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Seven was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Artistic, Joker. Bonds: Rich, Military, Job. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 280 pp.