Description: Relatively heavier built than your average woman, she is not imposing. She sports blue clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. Her hair is always cut to a buzz. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: She tends to agree with only herself unless someone else's opinion sounds like she can profit from it. She tries to control her temper but she can't always stop herself from what she feels what must be done. She is a bit of a macho woman and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: She was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Veloptima took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up kukri and armor she uses now. She bought a kukri and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and she's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'2" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He usually wears his green robe and has his monstrous two handed axe always slung over his shoulder. His red hair is lengthy. He has gleaming, smiling red eyes.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: He was born in the west. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He was granted druidic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Bonds: Immigrant, Mentor, Criminal record. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 1000 gp. Blue quartz (15 gp). White pearl (110 gp). Rich purple corundum (1500 gp).

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He tends to wear a large grey jacket. He has done his best to style his golden hair to look like a famous performer. His violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Dwarven conditions. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Mundane, Racist. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Guardian. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 360 gp. 1 Healer’s kit.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man is well dressed, constantly wearing a black suit, blue shirt, and black tie. His red hair is still thick. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Barakas liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Religious, Nature, Adventurer, Guardian. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.