Description: She wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally she sports a white coat. She has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. Her red hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a rose scrunchie. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: She can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. When triggered she is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. She was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. She never won. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Olivia fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This slender woman stands about 5'8". She wears a green collared shirt and red skirt. She accessorizes with a grey scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across her shirt. She wears her brown hair up. Her white eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She takes her job very seriously, in part because she fears she cannot get a new one. She is a ruthless business woman, a trait she acquired from her mother.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Aym was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. Her childhood dream was to be a Junk Dealer, but she was a colossal failure. By chance she met her sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Half-Orc people; and doesn't want to be a architect and was forced into it by her family

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Job, Mentor, Family. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 4'1" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a grey broad hat and grey clothes. His golden hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of drow once and for all.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. Through the years after Whurbin was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Whurbin's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Enemies, Poor. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He has a missing left leg. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. With a patchy blonde beard and wild blonde hair. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gray.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is his passion; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Persistence. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Mason

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.