Description: This exceptionally lanky woman typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep brown leather and dull tan iron scale mail. She has shaved her head bald. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.

Personality: Herleva wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Adept, so she tries to act the part. She does a good job, for the most part... She uses divination through singing.

History: Her druidic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. She worked as a nervous Weaver and found it very stressful. She became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 2200 gp.

Description: She has the majority of her body covered in plate. She carries a battered dagger and tarnished sword as well. Her blue crest is still thick. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: She is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. The occasional robbery is her preferred attention getting crime, but she mainly uses her means for meeting her own perverse desires.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. She dropped out of school before completing her studies. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Driindar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She will attempt to ambush and attack anyone she thinks she can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, she will try to sell them to her slave-trader contact.

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He sports a flattop hair cut. His hazel eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Hunter was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. When Hunter reached his early adolescence his Human father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. Some 9 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Hunter never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: In love, Mentor, Military. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 380 gp.

Description: A 4'11" eastern man, he wears a yellow shirt, with a tan mid length shorts with tan tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He has shaved his head bald. His green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: The child of a Blacksmith, who enjoyed hunting, Koeth was taken on many hunting expeditions. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Koeth took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up falchion and armor he uses now. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Philantrophist, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: Just what you see.