Description: She dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over her head, but does not cut a very imposing figure. She walks with a slouch but will stand straight to her full 4'3" when asserting herself. She sports a flattop hair cut. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: In the realm of puns, she cannot help herself. She feels obliged to make them. She is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories she has discovered

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Anbera was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. Anbera was born on a far eastern island where she grew up under the tutelage of her mother, an expert Mercenary. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: She has a crush on the local Sellsword; and she would like to get married and retire

Ideals: Joker, Logical. Bonds: Mentor, Immigrant, Has a crush. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 700 sp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: She wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. She is portly but not overly obese. Her silver crest is lengthy and is close to two feet long. Her red unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Stoic and calm, she prefers to meditate than take action. She has a small toy that she constantly fidgets with.

History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. She has had some formal dancing training, and achieved minor success. She has never given up on her dancing dream.

Motivation: Meet up once more with her childhood friend; and gnomish compassion

Ideals: Disciplined, Artistic. Flaws: Disease, Addict. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This woman is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of her veins is visible when she is not flexing. Her shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for her due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. Her black hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. Her violet eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: She believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. She seeks to pay back kindness whenever she gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip she always seeks to do solids for her friends.

History: When she was but 7 years old her parents immigrated from the west. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Half-Orcs in the west were limited. She bought a sword and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and she is greedy

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Philantrophist. Bonds: Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 2000 sp. Banded agate (16 gp).

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized tan coat. His chestnut hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: Born in the west to a Miller, Erky learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 island due to the painful memories there. Erky took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up bow and armor he uses now. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Joker. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 200 gp.