Description: She likes to wear ponchos typically of a light white in addition to tight pants. She wears her blonde hair down. Her green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She is intelligent and cunning, but she will too often allow her rage to get the better of her. She will lose her cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. To her fellows she is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: She was born in the north. Her parents divorced when she was young, and her father gained full cudstody. She was regularly beaten by her father, who blamed her for driving them apart. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Tiefling artifacts is her passion; and she wants revenge against giants

Flaws: Antagonistic, Shy. Bonds: Enemies, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: A thin woman, she clearly needs to put on some weight, but she still has a lot of muscle. She is wearing a long, grey, dusty cloak. She has a very tight haircut. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: She likes to make people angry or surprised. Around other people she will do her best to conceal her emotions and appear jolly.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. Avelina 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. Avelina decided she wanted neither the life of her father 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. Being a Mason kept her interest for a while, but then she became depressed and bored. So she turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: Wants to raise her children well; and she has comitted a past crime that haunts her to this day

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Shy. Bonds: Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: She wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. Her attire stands in sharp contrast to her morningstar, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a card on it. Her hair is short and brown. She is baby faced.

Personality: She considers herself the protector of her home. She feels this is her duty and calling. She is a bit of a macho woman and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a large cave. She would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Anastrianna took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up morningstar and armor she uses now. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Anastrianna fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To clean up the streets.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Fighting. Bonds: Guardian, Nature, Religious. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Tabaxi, and stands approximately 5'11". He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle, and his gloved hand is found clutching a longbow. His beige fur has been sun bleached extensively. His fierce blue eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. The war was a terrible time for him, and Sweet does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered writing. He has never given up on his writing dream.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Shy, Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 400 gp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (400 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp).