Description: She wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. She carries a battered monstrous two handed axe and tarnished trident as well. Her long black fur is drawn into a two foot long braid. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: Three is depressed about a lot of things. She tends to be a nihilist. Her temper goes off on the smallest of things. She tends to lash out at those around her.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her father always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Three took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up trident and armor she uses now. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: She loathes her own lifestyle; and she possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Depressed, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 6000 gp. Azurite (11 gp). Black star sapphire (1500 gp). Chalcedony (30 gp). Silver pearl (140 gp). Onyx (30 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: A well shaped woman just over fifty, she is typically in her Layabout uniform. She has moderate length black hair. Her red eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, she's a very lovable idiot. She pushes her goals aggressively. She is also a coward if confronted.

History: Damaia was born in the west. At a young age she loved to build and create. Damaia abandoned her home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. She survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. She did whatever it took for her to survive. She spent several years traveling with her friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and she feels threatened by others

Ideals: Optimist, Persistence. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears green painted combat armor at almost all times. His crest is greying and his face has many wrinkles. 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 is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of gnolls may trigger it at times.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. In his 17th year, his parents were killed by a gnolls raid, leaving Gorbundus alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to gnolls demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: A deep hatred of gnolls; and many gnolls want him driven away

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Enemies, Poor. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She wears dull black sweaters, loose brown pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath her sweater she keeps a concealed mace, just in case. Her green crest is smooth and relatively long. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are gold.

Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. She is stubborn though. She always likes to keep a trick up her sleeve. She likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if she feels she even has a chance of losing.

History: Eggren lived on a farm with her father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Her father was very strict, and drilled into her lessons on being the perfect lady. She has been saving her money to try and buy her sister's freedom.

Motivation: She is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences her actions; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is her passion

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Criminal record, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.