Description: This woman wears a black vest with golden trim over her white shirt. Her white leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and her black boots flare out at the collars, and sports empty pouches on her belt. She has gold crest. Her gold eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk she knows how to make people feel guilty. She keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to her own.

History: She was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Her parents enrolled her in a Warrior school at a young age so that she could practice her druidic talents. She has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Retire the richest woman in the west; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Gifted, Entrepeneur, Optimist. Flaws: Depressed, Disease. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: White pearl (70 gp). Rose (40 gp). White opal (900 gp). Citrine (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man wears blue robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a bastard sword, but if one is not available he will default to his axe, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He wears a deerstalker hat to cover his moderate length silver hair. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Marshal. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing music.

History: Gerbo was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Monk, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Monk in service of a powerful lord somewhere. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Marshal hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He struck the Marshal job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Job, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 300 pp. Rich purple corundum (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a tattered pair of loose red pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his flail, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a butterfly on it. He wears his white hair down. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: Bhevek was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 300 gp.

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 generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His white hair is still thick. His eyes are a pleasant hazel.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: He was born in the north. Ostracized due to the druidic powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Halflings became a terror of the countryside. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature hand crossbow.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Half-Elven artifacts is his passion; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Poor, Guardian, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.