Description: Her skin has the orange glow of too much sun. She is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing white cape and mantle trimmed with soft grey waves gently in the breeze. She keeps her long silver hair kept up in a rat tail. Her eyes are brown.

Personality: She likes to make people angry or surprised. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Greeba is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: Raised by wardens she was only a novice when orcs swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. She inherited a moderately successful company from her mother. Under her leadership it has flourished, and using capital from her venture she effectively owns an entire region. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: She wants revenge against orcs; and she's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 1800 gp. Solid gold idol (900 gp). Jeweled anklet (1000 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (80 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (80 gp). Solid gold idol (900 gp).

Description: This woman is tall and muscular. She prefers to wear violet pants and tee shirts. Her golden hair is smooth and relatively long. Her blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of her strength. She works very hard to maintain that gentleness. She is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Avice was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Avice fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined, Joker, Fighting. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (800 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (800 gp). A miniature (3 inch) silver gauntlet, trimmed in mother-of-pearl (50 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (400 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (50 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (2300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She is a small woman, but exceptionally fit. She wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). Her blue hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. This white eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Her tongue was cut out and she uses sign language. She is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: She was born on a small isolated farm. She has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to her frivolously. She now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Nature, Rich. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 100 gp. Jet (160 gp). Fire opal (400 gp). Amethyst (160 gp). Bloodstone (60 gp).

Description: She wears a violet tunic with tan highlights, and long blue pants that bunch up around her shoes, but does not cut a very imposing figure. She walks with a slouch but will stand straight to her full 5'9" when asserting herself. She wears her silver hair up. Her violet eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: She is mildly Half-Elf supremacist, though she does not identify as such. She is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: A powerful necromancer made her what she is. From there she went from mercenary job to mercenary job. Lacking all sense, she decided to go on an adventure. She picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: Tabaxi compassion.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 60 pp. 1 Minor magic item.