Description: An older woman who wears a tan shirt with thin white vertical stripes and black pants, she is not a threatening figure. Her hair is short and auburn. Her gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Quiet and reserved she prefers to listen than to talk. She will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. She is ready at a moment's notice to give into her darker urges. She is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. She often ends up burning people alive in the fires she starts.

History: Born in the east to a Mayor, Numba learned a great deal about her mother's area of expertise. Her childhood dream was to be a Knight, but she was a colossal failure. She has gone from town to town till she finds a spot where she can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: A rival would like her out of the picture.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 13000 sp. Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (800 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She is of a modest build and height, but she carries herself more imposing than she is. She wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. She has moderate length cinnamon fur. Her copper eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

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 is always in debt, since she spends her money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

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. Over the years she perfected her riding and shooting skills. She became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: To prove her worth to the world; and she's looking for her big break

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 1600 gp.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Half-Elf, and stands approximately 5'9". He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his trident with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt, and his gloved hand is found clutching a trident. His red hair is thinning but still full. His blue eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: Halimath was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Marshal for hire.

Motivation: To be a Mortician again; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and he desires to right it

Flaws: Addict, Shy. Bonds: Job, Criminal record, Enemies. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 4000 sp. Smoky quartz (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Shepherd. His hair is short and chestnut. His eyes are a pleasant silver.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He has all his life been fascinated with poetry.

History: Raam was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Raam was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. 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: To end his boredom; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Artistic, Persistence. Flaws: Shy, Mundane. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 20 gp.