Description: She wears suspenders and green workpants. Her shirt is blue, and she wears a heavy green leather apron most of the time. She carries with her a set of quarterstaffs, each one with a ruby on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. Her brown hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a small hat. Her gold eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: She is filled with cunning. She likes to feign weakness letting people think she is weak. When she's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, she's doing dancing.

History: She was born on a small isolated farm. There was a wharf not far from home where she often wandered off to fish. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Gomory fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 800 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A woman with a friendly, welcoming air about her, she is wearing a long, black cloak. Her hair is always cut to a buzz. Her fierce hazel eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: She is highly sensitive about her name. She loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. She dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. Her biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her mother always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. She was an apprentice working in her mother's forge. She now owns her own business.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Tabaxi people; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Sensitive, Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 1200 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp). Jeweled anklet (2000 gp). Solid gold idol (1200 gp).

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He sports a long auburn beard, and similarly colored long hair. His hazel eyes peer out from beneath his broad red hat.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: Born to a Miller, his mother struggled to pay the bills. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Farmer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to unite with his sister

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 30 gp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: He has a missing right arm. He is well dressed, constantly wearing a red suit, black shirt, and white tie. His silver hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His blue eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: He was born in a small island village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 island due to the painful memories there. Bulzo took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up warhammer and armor he uses now. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of philosophers.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Secretive, Depressed. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 5000 cp.