Description: She wears a fine chain shirt which she covers with black colored cloaks and clothing. She is physically well-built. She wears a wide-brimmed hat to cover her moderate length silver crest. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.

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: She was born in the west, but her parents moved at a very young age to the south. In her 15th year, while out on a day-trip, she returned to find her hometown burning and destroyed. She found her mother impaled in their home, and her father beheaded. She saw the woman who walked out, and charged her in a blind rage. The woman easily evaded and defeated her, leaving her to live broken and terrified. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by drow. Chassath was horrified and prayed that her father was alright. However, she heard that her father had died fighting off the drow.

Motivation: To reunite with her old friends; and she has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies, Adventurer. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 300 gp. 3 Alchemist’s fire. 1 Everburning torch.

Description: She wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. She usually doesn't wear a shirt. She has shaved her head bald. Her green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: She is not truly malevolent, but she is obsessed with painting. She constantly tries to fill her life with painting. She will do just about anything if she becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this she is easily convinced.

History: Barbena was born in the south. At a young age she loved to build and create. Barbena was born on a far southern plains where she grew up under the tutelage of her mother, an expert Glassblower. She has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Barber. She hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and she is unsatisfied with her job

Ideals: Artistic, Persistence. Bonds: Has a crush, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 600 sp. Eye agate (5 gp). 1 Banded mail.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, he wears just a grey suit. His brown hair is smooth and relatively long. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. While he appears to be a normal Dwarf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Optimist, Entrepeneur, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 330 gp. 1 Magnifying glass.

Description: He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition, and carries crossbows. With a patchy silver beard and wild silver hair. He has a dull look in his violet eyes.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. 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. 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. Aramil fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Sensitive, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 900 pp. Fiery yellow corundum (1100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.