Description: She typically wears black cloth garments or leather armor. She carries with her a set of daggers, each one with a ruby on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. She keeps her dark red hair in a pixie cut. Her white eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Hecat is depressed about a lot of things. She tends to be a nihilist. She is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. She haggles over everything, upselling her goods and buying cheap. She is persistent in everything.

History: Hecat was born into a poor family. Growing up, she dreamt of becoming a Ranger, to bring honor to her family’s name. When she came of age, she applied for a position with her town's local guard, looking to work her way up via merit and eventually become a Ranger in service of a powerful lord somewhere. In her formative years she discovered how persuasive she was. She began using that to her advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. She became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: She's looking for her big break.

Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This woman is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. She wears dull black sweaters, loose grey pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath her sweater she keeps a concealed warhammer, just in case. Her crest is short and bronze. Her fierce gold eyes like to dwell on things.

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 often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Raised by wardens she was only a novice when orcs swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. She went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to orcs demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and her religion dominates her actions

Ideals: Optimist, Joker. Bonds: Immigrant, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 12000 sp.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man is typically in his Miner uniform. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His eyes are likewise amber.

Personality: He is a man who does what he needs to. He will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Flaws: Hedonist, Disease. Bonds: Job, Criminal record, Military. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 300 gp. Rhodochrosite (8 gp). Freshwater pearl (8 gp). Jet (130 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Her right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise she appears quite healthy. She does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when she can avoid it. Her crest is short and scarlet. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are gold.

Personality: She is a very philanthropic person; she spends her free time working at various soup kitchens. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Findex is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a large cave. She would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Findex took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up shortspear and armor she uses now. 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. Findex fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She's attracted to the PC; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Philantrophist, Justice, Fighting. Bonds: Nature, Has a crush. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 700 gp.