Description: She is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers her face most of the time. She carries a battered axe and tarnished pickaxe as well. She wears her white fur down. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: She is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. Cloak enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for her love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. 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 drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Cloak fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy, Hedonist, Disease. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 140 gp. 1 Darkwood Shield.

Description: She appears as an extremely gaunt Dragonborn, and stands approximately 6'7". She is generally shirtless and showing off her tattooed chest, and her gloved hand is found clutching a bow. She has moderate length black crest. She has a dull look in her gold eyes.

Personality: She swings through moods quickly. One moment she is cool and collected, the next she is carried away by passions. She would rather hide behind her crafts than deal with other people.

History: She was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. A freak accident while working with her Priest mother left her crippled. She eventually got the idea of being the protector of her homeland from reading books, and has made it her duty.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Stableman and was forced into it by her family; and to clean up the streets

Ideals: Passionate, Artistic. Flaws: Shy, Disease. Bonds: Guardian, Family. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: Lapis lazuli (8 gp).

Description: A hulking woman with gigantic muscles, she wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). Her hair is short and black. She has several tiny opal earrings on each ear.

Personality: She is erratic and paranoid. She believes illithids are coming to abduct people. She is harsh and unforgiving.

History: Her father raised her in a mountain cabin. At some point she was captured by illithids and was tortured. After several years of this she finally managed to escape. She bought a sword and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by illithids, and she desires to right it; and she's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Enemies, Nature, Slave. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 900 gp. Jade (70 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (800 gp).

Description: He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His hair, while still mostly brown, has prominent grey streaks. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: Whurbin is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He is a Yochlol in disguise. Whurbin was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Whurbin decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Extrovert, Persistence. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record, Has a crush. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 20 gp.