Description: She wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. She is portly but not overly obese. Her hair is chestnut and curly. 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 considers herself the protector of her home. She feels this is her duty and calling. She does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for her. She lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her mother and father. Her mother taught her the rudiments of the Server arts, while her father instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Arara 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 drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature longsword.

Motivation: To protect her home; and obtaining odd cultural gnomish artifacts is her passion

Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Adventurer, Guardian, Rich, Religious. Occupation: Server

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 30 pp. Amber (110 gp). 2 Antitoxin. 2 Antitoxin. 3 Tanglefoot bags.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with top hat. His brown hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He saw the violence of war and the aftermath so he converted to religion and dedicated himself to non-violence.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out.

Ideals: Opinionated, Gifted. Bonds: Poor, Slave, Nature. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 1000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a pot bellied eastern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears dark leathers with embroidery. His fur is short and black. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. While he appears to be a normal Tabaxi, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist, Professionalism. Flaws: Disease, Insane. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what she was had she not made sure her armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit she is well dressed, constantly wearing a black suit, green shirt, and brown tie. She has brown hair. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are green.

Personality: She loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. She loves teas. She is very sensitive about her face. To blow off anger she lifts weights and to control her otherwise explosive temper she works out a lot.

History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. A freak accident while working with her Spice Merchant mother left her crippled. 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. Ilga 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.

Ideals: Opinionated, Fighting. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 10000 cp.