Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Half-Elves. His skin is dark but he possesses many black ritualistic tattoos. He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His hair, while still mostly red, has prominent grey streaks. He has a dull look in his brown eyes.

Personality: He is a man who does what he needs to. He will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: Born to a Bowyer, his mother struggled to pay the bills. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Criminal record, In love, Poor. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 50 gp.

Description: With red face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears baggy green pantaloons and a grey scarf. His dark red hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His black eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Seamstress. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: Born in the west to a Seamstress, Ekemon learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Impulsive, PTSD. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: Brown-green garnet (80 gp). Tourmaline (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She wears an entirely white suit with black socks and a vest with buckled shoes. Her hair, while still mostly black, has prominent grey streaks. Her hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: In the realm of puns, she cannot help herself. She feels obliged to make them. She seeks to pay back kindness whenever she gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip she always seeks to do solids for her friends.

History: The child of a Slave Trader, who enjoyed hunting, Willow was taken on many hunting expeditions. She was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. Lacking all sense, she decided to go on an adventure. She picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is her passion; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Joker, Philantrophist. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 4000 cp.

Description: This woman stands a little under 5'0" and is a bit bulky. She is very muscular particularly in the legs. She wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. She usually doesn't wear a shirt. She keeps her brown hair in a pixie cut. Her violet eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: She has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. She is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with her big mouthed big gutted partner. Her partner is her best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. She refers to her adoptive mother for almost all things she is unsure about, which are numerous. She is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: She was born at the edge of vast desert. She was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. During her travels, Gorga and her party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Gorga discovered the rest of her party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Gorga fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing her own horrible transformation.

Motivation: Her spouse's relatives view her with great suspicion; and she is unsatisfied with her job

Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Family, Nature, Job. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 1000 gp.