Description: This northern woman is abnormally tall. She likes to wear ponchos typically of a light tan in addition to tight pants. Her whole body is exceptionally muscular. She wears a broad hat to cover her moderate length auburn hair. 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. She invented a lineage for herself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: She was born in the north. At a young age her mother died while driving off some giants. Her father being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train her in pickaxe use. She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature pickaxe.

Motivation: Revenge; and she desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: Deep blue spinel (900 gp). Silver pearl (100 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears baggy black pantaloons and a grey scarf. He has dyed his greying silver hair a little too much giving a sharp silver color. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He found a children's book about a Half-Orc Rogue who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break.

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: She wears well tailored gowns and hats with beautiful decoration. She is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. She has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to her abundance of muscles. Her chestnut hair is cut short. Her eyes are likewise hazel.

Personality: She will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken her opponents. Despite her formidable combat skills she remains a coward. She lacks restraint and is impulsive. She jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: She was born on a small isolated farm. There was a wharf not far from home where she often wandered off to fish. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: She wants revenge against drow.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 700 gp. Rich purple corundum (1100 gp). Deep blue spinel (1000 gp). Eye agate (13 gp).

Description: He is an average looking eastern male in his early mid-life. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His moppish chestnut hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is a man who does what he needs to. He will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: The child of a Stylist, who enjoyed hunting, Frouse was taken on many hunting expeditions. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Frouse took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up lance and armor he uses now. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal.

Ideals: Logical. Bonds: Criminal record, Nature, In love. Occupation: Cook

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 400 gp.