Description: This exceptionally lanky man very much looks the part of a Assassin. He has styled his white fur 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: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Assassin but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He was raised in a forest tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Dynamic took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up monstrous two handed axe and armor he uses now. He tends to his Assassin job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Guardian, Nature. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 9000 sp. Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This younger middle-aged man prefers to wear blue clothing when he does not wear armor, and a wedding ring on his right hand. His silver hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He has amber eyes.

Personality: He hates gnolls. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when gnolls swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. Like his father and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Butcher. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 5 years.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: In love, Enemies, Religious, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 390 gp.

Description: This western woman is abnormally tall. She is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Spy. Her whole body is exceptionally muscular. She has slicked back golden hair. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She is a woman who does what she needs to. She will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. She loves her children and doesn't want them to worry about her. She loves to share her singing with anyone who is interested.

History: She comes from a rich western family. Her parents died when she was young, and she was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Helja grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Helja. She has since lost track of the people in her past.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and a rival would like her out of the picture

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record, Family, Rich. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp).

Description: A thin woman, she clearly needs to put on some weight, but she still has a lot of muscle. She wears just a blue suit. With bright black hair. She wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. 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, Callybon is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: Callybon was born in the west. At a young age she loved to build and create. 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. One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and marry her brother to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Athletic, Justice, Persistence, Fighting. Flaws: Cynical. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: Just what you see.