Description: She wears dark leathers with embroidery. She carries with her a set of quarterstaffs, each one with a amber on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. She has moderate length white hair. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: She cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with her opinion, she thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, she can get violently argumentative. She invites people to come help in her community garden.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Elizabeth grew up listening to her father's many stories. She was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. She now spends her time doing works of charity.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated, Philantrophist. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 300 gp. Sard (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She is an average looking southern female in her early mid-life. She wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. Her purple hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a deerstalker hat. This silver eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: She has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. She is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with her big mouthed big gutted partner. Her partner is her best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. She is ready at a moment's notice to give into her darker urges. She is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. She often ends up burning people alive in the fires she starts.

History: Raised by wardens she was only a novice when drow swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. Orianna 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. Recently she has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and revenge

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 400 gp. Rock crystal (30 gp). Black pearl (1200 gp). Amethyst (40 gp). Deep blue spinel (1200 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: An older man who typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep red leather and dull brown iron scale mail, he is not a threatening figure. Sporting a white mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Herbalist who has hired him part-time. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: His arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. A serious injury left his mother unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm mother. He has never given up on his dancing dream.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and he's in love

Ideals: Gifted, Artistic. Bonds: Has a crush, Debt, Family. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Booming voice

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

Description: This late middle aged man wears a black tunic with brown highlights, and long yellow pants that bunch up around his shoes and is in decent physical shape. His chestnut hair is still thick. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Nicor isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Tiefling unity. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: He was born at the edge of vast mountains. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Nicor took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up morningstar and armor he uses now. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: Human compassion; and a strong sense of loyalty to human people

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Insane, Fearful, Racist. Bonds: Nature, Guardian. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 1300 gp. Violet garnet (400 gp). Bloodstone (80 gp). Golden yellow topaz (400 gp). Blue star sapphire (400 gp). Moonstone (80 gp).