Description: This exceptionally lanky woman does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when she can avoid it. Her red hair is cut short. Her hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: She barks her statements quickly and with little fuss. She prefers small words and is at her heart utilitarian. She uses her nature as a weapon; she likes to lead opponents to think her in distress.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Vaina was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. She couldn't stand her childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with her mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. She got away from her former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and a deep hatred of gnolls

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Addict, Terse, Secretive. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 1100 pp. Silver comb with moonstones (200 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1600 gp). Gold music box (4000 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (200 gp). Jeweled anklet (4000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She is a woman of bearing and well nourished. She wears a robe, a symbol of her god around her neck, and a greataxe on her belt. Her hair is short and red. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

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. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Born in the west to a Carter, Faral learned a great deal about her mother's area of expertise. Her father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but she insists her father was legitimate. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Faral fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Expand her business; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Job, Religious. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: Finely wrought small gold bracelet (70 gp).

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Human, and stands approximately 5'10". He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition, and his gloved hand is found clutching a whip. His blonde hair is braided into rings. 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 is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with dancing. He constantly tries to fill his life with dancing. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Beggar. Recently the stress of being a Beggar has made it difficult for him to sleep.

Motivation: Expand his business; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Artistic, Logical. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 400 sp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His chestnut hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His eyes are a pleasant violet.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Dwarven conditions. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear.

Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful, Racist. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: Just what you see.