Description: This woman is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of her veins is visible when she is not flexing. Her shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for her due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. She has shaved her head bald. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: She is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends she is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy herself. She is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. She haggles over everything, upselling her goods and buying cheap. She is persistent in everything.

History: Maiathah was born with her mother's beautiful face. In her formative years she discovered how persuasive she was. She began using that to her advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. She has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and retire the richest woman in the north

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Joker, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 50 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A middle-aged woman, she wears bulky tan painted plate armor, and is pretty ugly. She wears her chestnut hair up in a very large beehive style do. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: She dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the north. Further she is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her father and mother. Her father taught her the rudiments of the Mortician arts, while her mother instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Her father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted her to inherit them. She's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and money/treasure

Ideals: Pacifist, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 50 pp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (800 gp).

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with grey colored cloaks and clothing. His white hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are green.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Shane is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Tabaxi companion (his 'brother'). He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and obtaining odd cultural tabaxi artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist, Justice. Bonds: Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A 5'2" western man, he is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He has brown eyes and a violet hat with a tan feather.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He works hard and plays hard.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 800 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Crown-heir. He carries a battered quarterstaff and tarnished sword as well. His purple hair is long and unkept. He has red eyes.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. While he appears to be a normal Tiefling, 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Shy, Insane. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 70 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.