Description: Relatively heavier built than your average woman, she is not imposing. She wears a black shirt, with a white mid length skirt with white tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. Her chestnut hair is thinning but still full. Her violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: She is happy with her job as a Mason. She turns her eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. She is a great chef.

History: A studious child she never was much for a social life, not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out. She went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. She inherited the family business which she has now maintained for 2 years.

Motivation: She is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs.

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Poor, Job, Enemies, Religious. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 10000 cp. Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (900 gp). A life-sized copper and silver statuette of a cockatrice. (20 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The dark-skinned woman stands 6'1" and wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. With wild red hair. Her blue eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: She is filled with cunning. She likes to feign weakness letting people think she is weak. 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: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. From there she went from mercenary job to mercenary job. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: She's looking for her big break; and meet up once more with her childhood friend

Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Slave, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 100 gp. Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (140 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with red lining and desert motifs. With a patchy auburn beard and wild auburn hair. His eyes are likewise amber.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal.

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable, Gifted, Fighting. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 150 gp.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears dark leathers with embroidery. His white hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Silvo took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up trident and armor he uses now. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to orcs demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Many orcs want him driven away.

Ideals: Athletic, Joker. Bonds: Poor, Enemies, Nature. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 200 pp. Deep blue spinel (900 gp). Jet (50 gp). Iolite (50 gp). Moss agate (11 gp). Jade (50 gp). Zircon (50 gp). Red-brown spinel (50 gp). Alexandrite (900 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.