Description: She wears a simple green robe with tan stripes complete with hood. She carries with her a set of shortbows on her belt, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. Her green crest has been sun bleached extensively. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: Quiet and reserved she prefers to listen than to talk. She will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. The war was a terrible time for her, and Farideh does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.

History: She was born several months after her mother was called into army service. When Farideh reached her early adolescence her Dragonborn mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. She hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy, Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: She wears a grey collared shirt and green skirt. She accessorizes with a brown scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across her shirt, but does not cut a very imposing figure. She walks with a slouch but will stand straight to her full 4'0" when asserting herself. Her red hair is knotted and matted. Her eyes are violet and catlike.

Personality: She likes to make people angry or surprised. She is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Her mother raised her in a mountain cabin. Her father was a soldier and died while she was still young. Anbera was left her father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. Recently she has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of her brother; and she's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Military, Nature, Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 1 Everburning torch.

Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his sword with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He is portly but not overly obese. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He has gleaming, smiling hazel eyes.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. 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: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered music. In the meantime he has taken over work as a Performer and occasionally as a mercenary.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Half-Orc artifacts is his passion; and balancing his hectic life and new performer responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Job, Has a crush, Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 700 sp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: He wears a robe, a symbol of the sun god around his neck, and a falchion on his belt, and he perpetually has his falchion ready. His hair is red and curly. His violet eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Mason business.

History: Trey was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. 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: Revenge; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Flaws: Addict, Shy. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 40 gp. 2 Smokesticks.