Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears a tight fitting yellow shirt and pants. He has white hair. His violet eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. Don 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 tends to his Butcher job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Job, Slave, Nature. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 30 pp. Blue quartz (16 gp). Obsidian (16 gp). Obsidian (16 gp). Pink pearl (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This northern woman is abnormally tall. She prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. She carries her fan with her everywhere and carries herself as the perfect lady. Her whole body is exceptionally muscular. She has done her best to style her black hair to look like a famous performer. She has green eyes and a tan hat with a white feather.

Personality: She is happy with her job as a Mercenary. She turns her eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. Around other people she will do her best to conceal her emotions and appear jolly.

History: Gifted from a young age, Quillathe studied abroad. Quillathe was born on a far northern plains where she grew up under the tutelage of her mother, an expert Mercenary. She's also a talented Priest, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This late middle aged woman usually wears her brown robe and has her lance always slung over her shoulder and is in decent physical shape. She keeps her gray fur in a flapper bob. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: She is quite rude, and likes to deride her opponents skill and shout insults at them. She takes great pride in her work and is very well organized. Her planner is full of calendar events.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. She was an apprentice working in her father's forge. She struck the Stylist job and began her own company from there.

Motivation: Many illithids want her driven away; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: Standing 4'11", this woman is renowned for her bright tan dresses and hats. Her chestnut hair is lengthy. Her brown eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: She is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help her friends. She considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. She is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: She was born on a small isolated farm. Over the years she perfected her riding and shooting skills. She got away from her former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Optimist, Logical. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: Just what you see.