Description: Her right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise she appears quite healthy. She wears suspenders and brown workpants. Her shirt is blue, and she wears a heavy brown leather apron most of the time. Her cinnamon fur is still thick. Her green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She acts crazy and hedonistic. She does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Born in the north her family was never financially stable. 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 dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Drifting fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Meet up once more with her childhood friend; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Extrovert, Fighting. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 5000 sp. Alexandrite (500 gp). Violet garnet (500 gp). Citrine (50 gp). Blue sapphire (700 gp). Red spinel (130 gp). Chrysoprase (50 gp).

Description: She wears a brown collared shirt and yellow skirt. She accessorizes with a tan scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across her shirt. She carries a battered scimitar and tarnished lance as well. She keeps her silver hair in a flapper bob. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: She is a hateful person. She taunts others and blames them for her problems. She is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: She was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. Mardred was a troubled youth. She spent her days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent her evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Mardred decided she wanted neither the life of her father nor that of the evil petty criminals she associated with. During her early adolescence, she took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (1000 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (2400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He has a missing right arm. He has the majority of his body covered in plate. He sports a flattop fur cut. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. Ostracized due to the necromantic powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Tabaxis became a terror of the countryside. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and revenge

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Cynical. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 320 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This man wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. He has shaved his head bald. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Frouse is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Adventurer, Guardian, Military, Family. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 310 gp.