Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She is dressed in a clean white cloak covering her clean studded leather. She has dyed her greying golden hair a little too much giving a sharp golden color. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.

Personality: She is intelligent and cunning, but she will too often allow her rage to get the better of her. She will lose her cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. She is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes her no end of embarrassment.

History: Raised by wardens she was only a novice when brigands swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Halflings in the west were limited. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by brigands. Eran was horrified and prayed that her father was alright. However, she heard that her father had died fighting off the brigands.

Motivation: A deep hatred of brigands; and several ex partners dislike her way of doing things and want revenge

Flaws: Antagonistic, Forgetful. Bonds: Immigrant, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 50000 cp. Solid gold idol (400 gp). Jeweled anklet (4000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This slender man stands about 5'0". He wears a tattered pair of loose brown pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His fur is lavender and curly. His copper eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Moon hails from a village terrorized by brigands. His childhood dream was to be a Priest, but he was a colossal failure. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and revenge

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Bonds: Poor, Job, Military, Enemies. Occupation: Cook

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 40 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A 3'2" eastern man, he tends to wear a white poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His golden hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. After a long history of fighting, Calcitro and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Joker, Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 30000 cp.

Description: She is a woman of bearing and well nourished. She sports green clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. Her crest is black and curly. Her eyes are gold.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating she would invite many more into her home than her spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. She is a great chef.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Brilliant and gifted she never wanted to apply herself. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.

Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 2200 gp.