Description: He stands about 4'0" and is dressed in a clean grey cloak covering his clean studded leather. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His golden hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a wide-brimmed hat. His blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: Gifted from a young age, Taklinn studied abroad. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. During his travels, Taklinn and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Taklinn discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Taklinn fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 2000 cp. White pearl (100 gp). Hematite (5 gp). Deep blue spinel (500 gp). 1 Chain shirt.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears suspenders and pastel workpants. His shirt is blue, and he wears a heavy pastel leather apron most of the time. He keeps his long orange fur kept up in a rat tail. His hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes gnolls are coming to abduct people. As he has aged he has sought to do reparations for his actions as a youth. He is also making sure that his compatriots who never received punishment for their crimes are brought to justice.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His childhood dream was to be a Bowyer, but he was a colossal failure. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact.

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Enemies, Criminal record, Military, Job. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 290 gp. Golden yellow topaz (600 gp). 6 Acid flasks.

Description: She is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. She has the majority of her body covered in plate. Beneath her clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. Her hair is greying and her face has many wrinkles. 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 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. More though she will beg to come along on any journeys. She will attempt to stowaway on any ship she can in the hopes that it will get her further away.

History: Syllin was born into a poor family. Growing up, she dreamt of becoming a Warrior, to bring honor to her family’s name. When she came of age, she applied for a position with her town's local guard, looking to work her way up via merit and eventually become a Warrior in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Syllin 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 is searching for what she claims is her rightful reward.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and she's looking for her big break

Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Slave, Adventurer. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 1100 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She is typically in her Soapmaker uniform. Her long beige fur is drawn into a two foot long braid. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.

Personality: Stoic and calm, she prefers to meditate than take action. Harvest is a bit of a follower. Usually she is manipulated by her brothers into helping them out, but recently she has become more of a free agent.

History: She was born on a small isolated farm. She struck it rich when she found rare goods in large quantities. She ran away from her former home and has been making her living as a Soapmaker for the past few years.

Motivation: To reunite with her absent mother.

Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Job, Family, Nature, Rich. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.