Description: This malnourished woman prefers to wear pastel pants and tee shirts. She has black fur. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. Her actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as she answers to a power that mortal women fail to acknowledge.

History: She was born at the edge of vast desert. When Cask reached her early adolescence her Tabaxi mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. She bought a club and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: She has a rivalry with the Church that dominates her actions; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Poor, Religious, Nature, Military. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 500 gp. Emerald (800 gp). Aquamarine (1600 gp). Aquamarine (1600 gp). Violet garnet (1600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A woman with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. She wears suspenders and black workpants. Her shirt is pastel, and she wears a heavy black leather apron most of the time. Her white hair is thinning but still full. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: She is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help her friends. She considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. The war was a terrible time for her, and Vapula does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.

History: She was born into a rich family. When Vapula reached her early adolescence her Tiefling mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and she feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Military, Rich. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 3000 sp. Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (2400 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She is of a modest build and height, but she carries herself more imposing than she is. She is typically in her Mason uniform. She has slicked back brown hair. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: She has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. She is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with her big mouthed big gutted partner. Her partner is her best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. She will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

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. Andraste was born on a far southern forest where she grew up under the tutelage of her father, an expert Mason. She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature scimitar.

Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Mason responsibilities is difficult.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Mason

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 11000 cp.

Description: He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He carries a battered flail and tarnished shortbow as well. His hair is cut close to his head. His silver eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing writing.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Nature, Rich. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 9000 sp.