Description: She is a husky woman, who wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. She wears a colorful flower in her white hair. She has white eyes and a green hat with a brown feather.

Personality: Quiet and reserved she prefers to listen than to talk. She will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. She is underhanded and not above using her wealth and body to get others to do her bidding.

History: Beleth was raised in a hard working conservative environment. 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 achieved small success as a Servant.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and obtaining odd cultural gnomish artifacts is her passion

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Adventurer, Guardian. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 6000 gp. Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (1400 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1800 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (180 gp).

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 wavy beige fur. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: She is business-like. She takes instructions and follows them to the letter. She loves teas. She is very sensitive about her face. To blow off anger she lifts weights and to control her otherwise explosive temper she works out a lot.

History: She was born into a rich family. She has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to her frivolously. 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. Three fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Professionalism. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 1200 gp. Moonstone (30 gp). Jade (140 gp). Deep blue spinel (1300 gp).

Description: She is wearing a long, white, dusty cloak. She carries with her a set of scimitars on her belt, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. Her hair is brown, silky, and of moderate length. She wears a mask on her face.

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 loves teas. She is very sensitive about her face. To blow off anger she lifts weights and to control her otherwise explosive temper she works out a lot.

History: Tawna was born into a poor family. Growing up, she dreamt of becoming a Expert, to bring honor to her family’s name. When she came of age, she applied for a position with her town's local guard, looking to work her way up via merit and eventually become a Expert in service of a powerful lord somewhere. At a young age both her parents were killed in an accident. Her uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took her in and had her trained in basic self defense. She would ruin relationships and cause injury. She was reprimanded several times before being given her current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: To protect her home; and a rival would like her out of the picture

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Poor, Criminal record, Guardian. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 310 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head, and he perpetually has his monstrous two handed axe ready. His white hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. His gray eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. A true patriot, Eiravel would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Eiravel fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Addict, Shy. Bonds: Military, Poor. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 4000 cp.

Description: He has a missing right arm. He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His auburn hair is long and unkept. He has a dull look in his blue eyes.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his mother.

History: He was raised in a mountains tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Tarak took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up bow and armor he uses now. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the north; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 300 gp. Sardonyx (70 gp). Blue quartz (15 gp). Alexandrite (1600 gp). White opal (1100 gp).