Description: A pudgy woman standing about 4'3" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of her physical features obscured. Her black hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. Her eyes are hazel and she is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: She will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken her opponents. Despite her formidable combat skills she remains a coward. She is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of her. She is by nature obliging.

History: She was born several months after her father was called into army service. Her father was a soldier and died while she was still young. Therlin was left her father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. She is searching for what she claims is her rightful reward.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 40 gp.

Description: She is of a modest build and height, but she carries herself more imposing than she is. She prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. She carries her fan with her everywhere and carries herself as the perfect lady. She wears her brown hair up. She has brown eyes.

Personality: She goes out her way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one she won't accept into her heart. She is an amazing painter.

History: She was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family Her father was very strict, and drilled into her lessons on being the perfect lady. She used her abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: She has comitted a past crime that haunts her to this day.

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted, Impeccable. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 1000 cp.

Description: This eastern man is abnormally tall. He dresses in brown turtlenecks beneath a black coat with red slacks. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His fur, while still mostly red, has prominent grey streaks. His fierce copper eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 51. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his father.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. While he appears to be a normal Tabaxi, 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. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 90 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. He is portly but not overly obese. His moppish blonde hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His eyes are likewise amber.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: Oppleby was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. Oppleby was born on a far southern mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Mercenary. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 160 gp.