Description: A woman with a warm, jovial air about her, she wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally she sports a red coat. Sporting a brown mohawk this woman's hair draws a lot of attention. Her green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Stoic and calm, she prefers to meditate than take action. As long as the job gets done she does not care how it got done.

History: A studious child she never was much for a social life, not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out. In her 17th year, her parents were killed by a illithids raid, leaving Callie alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, she was adopted. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by illithids. Callie was horrified and prayed that her father was alright. However, she heard that her father had died fighting off the illithids.

Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it; and she is greedy

Ideals: Disciplined, Professionalism, Gifted. Bonds: Enemies, Rich. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 70 gp.

Description: This woman wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge, and sports empty pouches on her belt. She sports a flattop hair cut. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: The woman has a huge range of feeling. She will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how she will be a better person from this day on. Animals are drawn to her, and she is able to talk to them.

History: She was born in the east. 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 spent several years traveling with her friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: Elven compassion; and she wants to meet her childhood hero

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Emotional, Racist. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 20 pp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a white collared shirt and violet pants. He accessorizes with a white scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His tied-back hair is blonde. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

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. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Bhevek was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Druid, 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 Druid in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and obtaining odd cultural gnomish artifacts is his passion

Flaws: Insane, Cynical. Bonds: Religious, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A woman with a cold, calculating air about her, she is wearing a long, red cloak. Her silver hair is still thick. This amber eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: She is unhospitable to her core. Her small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. She is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: A studious child she never was much for a social life, not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out. While she appears to be a normal Halfling, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. Due to her spouse's obsession with being a Mortician they were divorced and she won custody of their son. She worked as a Cartwright, and she later adopted a second son.

Motivation: Regain custody of her son; and revenge

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Family, Enemies. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Alchemist’s fire. 3 Tanglefoot bags. 8 Acid flasks.