Description: A woman with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. She wears a black costume with the symbols of the sun god on her torso. Her blue hair is knotted and matted. Her white eyes are slightly larger than normal.

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 terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes her no end of embarrassment.

History: Manea hails from a village terrorized by gnolls. She made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: She has passion for adventuring and risk; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is her passion

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Enemies, Adventurer. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 120 pp. Bloodstone (50 gp). Fire opal (1100 gp). Aquamarine (900 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'3" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a simple black robe with green stripes complete with hood. He keeps his red hair in a pixie cut. His eyes are a pleasant hazel.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered singing. He has never given up on his singing dream.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Addict, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 5000 sp. Eye agate (9 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She is lean but muscular and wears a black tunic with blue highlights, and long brown pants that bunch up around her shoes. She has dyed her greying white hair a little too much giving a sharp white color. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Volen isn't afraid of most anything. She has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Half-Orc unity. She is harsh and unforgiving.

History: She was born in the north. Her arcane abilities were realized during a raid on her village. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: She feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world; and she has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She is an average looking western female in her early mid-life. She prefers to wear white clothing when she does not wear armor. Her hair is always cut to a buzz. Her eyes are brown and she is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: She loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. She enjoys reading and quiet.

History: From birth she was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. She sought a place where she would be rewarded solely on the merits of her skills. This search led her directly into Weaver work with an outfit from a few towns over. Weaver work suited her well, and with each successful project, she earned more gold and more respect from her peers. She has gone from town to town till she finds a spot where she can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and marry her sister to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Opinionated, Logical. Bonds: Mentor, Job, Family. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: Just what you see.