Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears green robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a hand crossbow, but if one is not available he will default to his pickaxe. His blue crest is thinning but still full. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Tarhun grew up listening to his father's many stories. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: An older woman who typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep violet leather and dull brown iron scale mail, she is not a threatening figure. Her tied-back hair is red. Her green eyes peer out from beneath her feathered violet hat.

Personality: She likes to be helpful to her clients. She likes to prescribe proper advice to her clients. Animals are drawn to her, and she is able to talk to them.

History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Her parents enrolled her in a Bard school at a young age so that she could practice her druidic talents. She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature monstrous two handed axe.

Motivation: Revenge; and her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by gnolls, and she desires to right it

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Job, Rich, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 1700 gp. Banded agate (11 gp). Moonstone (50 gp). Aquamarine (300 gp).

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears a white cloak and cross-gartered green stockings. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His blue eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Holg was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Rogue, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Rogue in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Holg abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. 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. Holg fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 1500 gp. A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (170 gp). Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (900 gp). Old masterpiece painting (1000 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is lean but muscular and is dressed in earthy colors with a tan and black handkerchief worn on his right side. His white hair is thinning but still full. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Blacksmith hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He struck the Blacksmith job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and he wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Greedy, Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Nature, Job. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 200 gp. Star rose quartz (30 gp). Sardonyx (30 gp).