Description: She is a woman of bearing and well nourished. She wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. Her long gray fur is drawn into a two foot long braid. This blue eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. She is always in debt, since she spends her money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: Moon was born in the north. At a young age she loved to build and create. Moon was born on a far northern forest where she grew up under the tutelage of her mother, an expert Mercenary. 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 prove her worth to the world; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Mundane, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (160 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1000 gp).

Description: She is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright white and brown, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. She has done her best to style her chestnut hair to look like a famous performer. Her amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: She is witty, but her monotone delivery comes off as unnerving Energy wise she seems alert and responsive.

History: She was born in a small plains village. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Tomph took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up warhammer and armor she uses now. She has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: She doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes; and to be a mortician again

Ideals: Joker, Professionalism, Impeccable. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Job. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 40 gp. Deep green spinel (110 gp).

Description: This western woman is abnormally tall. She wears red leather gloves, a red jacket, and tight pants. Her whole body is exceptionally muscular. Her long golden hair reaches down to her waist. Her hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She has always had a great fascination with Elven culture. As long as the job gets done she does not care how it got done.

History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. Her parents divorced when she was young, and her mother gained full cudstody. She was regularly beaten by her mother, who blamed her for driving them apart. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Racist, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 500 gp. Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1100 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (80 gp). A silver and pearl hairclip (50 gp).

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears suspenders and red workpants. His shirt is blue, and he wears a heavy red leather apron most of the time. His white hair is still thick. His fierce gray eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Optimist, Persistence. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 300 gp.