Description: She is a woman of bearing and well nourished. She wears a black top hat and black clothes. Her black hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. Her fierce brown eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: She has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Masseuse who has hired her part-time. She also is a firm believer in the womanly ideal.

History: Tomph hails from a village terrorized by giants. 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 has became unsatisfied with her lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: A deep hatred of giants; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Has a crush, Enemies, Adventurer. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 2000 sp. Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1000 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (140 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: 5'7" and muscular, this northern woman is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing grey cape and mantle trimmed with soft red waves gently in the breeze. Her wide-brimmed hat is riddled with cuts and holes. Her eyes are violet and she is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: She has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. She is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with her big mouthed big gutted partner. Her partner is her best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. She does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for her. She lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: Margery lived on a farm with her father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. 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 knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: Meet up once more with her childhood friend.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 300 sp.

Description: He dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. He carries a battered quarterstaff and tarnished sword as well. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Quarion was born with his mother's beautiful face. Being born in the south, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the south for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way west. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 6000 sp.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He has white hair. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Therai embodies much of what other species detest in the Tieflings. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: His druidic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Ostracized due to the druidic powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Tieflings became a terror of the countryside. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Forgetful, Insomniac. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 300 pp. Solid gold idol (900 gp). A silver and pearl hairclip (100 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (170 gp). Finely wrought small gold bracelet (100 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (1000 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (100 gp). Finely wrought small gold bracelet (100 gp). A life-sized copper and silver statuette of a cockatrice. (100 gp). Old masterpiece painting (2000 gp). An elaborate, whalebone scrimshaw carving of intertwined orbs, each showing the legend of creation story (100 gp). An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (170 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He stands about 5'11" and wears a robe, a symbol of the sun god around his neck, and a whip on his belt. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His fur, while still mostly yellow, has prominent grey streaks. His eyes are amber and beady.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He takes great joy in being the best Herbalist in town.

History: Seven was raised in a hard working conservative environment. 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 is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 4000 cp.