Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears skinny pants and wears a black and blue robe with the hood down. He wears his chestnut hair up. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are violet.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Being born in the west, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the west for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way north. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Herbalist they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Mortician, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and to reunite with his absent father

Flaws: Disease, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, Family, Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 2100 sp.

Description: He wears a brown costume with the symbols of the four houses of cards on his torso. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his scimitar, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a dagger on it. His yellow fur is kept up in a ponytail inside a wide-brimmed hat. He has yellow eyes and a brown hat with a black feather.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. In his 18th year, his parents were killed by a gnolls raid, leaving Flask alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and a deep hatred of gnolls

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Shy, Mundane. Bonds: Enemies, Military. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: She is wearing a long, blue, dusty cloak, and she perpetually has her whip ready. Her hair is always cut to a buzz. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep brown.

Personality: She fancies herself a trickster and likes to rely on her wits to carry the day. She cares for her older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. She is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: She comes from a rich eastern family. She struck it rich when she found rare goods in large quantities. She has since lost track of the people in her past.

Motivation: She's in love; and to settle down with her crush

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Bonds: Family, Rich, Has a crush. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 2100 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She wears a green cloak and cross-gartered brown stockings. She has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. Her crest is white and curly. She is baby faced.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. Her job bores her to no end. She has decided to make it more interesting.

History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Cursed with a spirit at a very young age, Nuthra has worked very hard to control her curse. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.

Motivation: Meet up once more with her childhood friend.

Flaws: Addict, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 300 sp.