Description: She is lean but muscular and is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing blue cape and mantle trimmed with soft grey waves gently in the breeze. Her black hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. Her eyes are green and beady.

Personality: She is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as she rather likes the sound of her voice. Her demeanor is somewhat feminine. She lacks restraint and is impulsive. She jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: Her history is one of pain. She was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves her parents kept. She inherited a moderately successful company from her father. Under her leadership it has flourished, and using capital from her venture she effectively owns an entire region. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To prove her worth to the world; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Rich, Slave. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Tabaxi, and stands approximately 5'2". He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright pastel and tan, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems, and his gloved hand is found clutching a monstrous two handed axe. His fur is white and curly. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Cursed with vampirism at a very young age, Dynamic has worked very hard to control his curse. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Marry his brother to traveling adventurers; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears dull white sweaters, loose black pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed monstrous two handed axe, just in case, and he perpetually has his monstrous two handed axe ready. His long auburn hair reaches down to his waist. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He hates Half-Orcs with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He was born in the south. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Half-Orcs in Thakrak's homeland. Thakrak decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Dwarven compassion.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Racist, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized grey coat, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'7" when asserting himself. He has a very tight haircut. His amber eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: Heward 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. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Miller hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Persistence, Logical. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 80 gp.

Description: This northern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His blue hair is matted, messy, and big. His eyes are gold and catlike.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 50. 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. 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: Born in the north to a Ruler, Valafar learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. In his 12th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Fearful. Bonds: Religious, Job. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item.