Description: An older man who wears a red tunic with tan highlights, and long black pants that bunch up around his shoes, he is not a threatening figure. His chestnut hair is cut short. His violet eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: Born in the south to a Ploughman, Hupe learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Hupe was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Job, Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 170 gp.

Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath her coat. She keeps her long white hair kept up in a rat tail. Her green eyes peer out from beneath her wide-brimmed grey hat.

Personality: She has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Herbalist who has hired her part-time. She tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: Rosamund was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her father was employed at, doing general labor. Her childhood dream was to be a Guard, but she was a colossal failure. She became a Herbalist soon after.

Motivation: Wants her loneliness to end.

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Immigrant, Has a crush, Poor, Job. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 20 gp. Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (180 gp).

Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She tends to wear a large violet jacket. She keeps her brown hair in a flapper bob. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

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. She is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Trained by her father for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. While studying, she fell in love. They married and had a son. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Shava fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and to clean up the streets

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Emotional. Bonds: Immigrant, Military, In love, Guardian. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

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

Description: She wears just a pastel suit. She carries with her a set of axes, each one with a ruby on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. Her yellow fur is kept up in a ponytail inside a feathered hat. Her eyes are likewise hazel.

Personality: Quiet and reserved she prefers to listen than to talk. She will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. She is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: She was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. While she appears to be a normal Tabaxi, 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. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Tree fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

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

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 7000 sp. Deep blue spinel (900 gp).