Description: This woman is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. She wears tan leather gloves, a tan jacket, and tight pants. She wears a colorful flower in her silver hair. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: She speaks before she thinks and is too direct. She uses divination through singing.

History: She was born in the east. Her arcane abilities were realized during a raid on her village. She was granted arcane powers by her dying sister.

Motivation: To prove her worth to the world.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 15000 sp. Moss agate (4 gp). Aquamarine (500 gp). Freshwater pearl (4 gp). Citrine (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This tall, slender woman wears suspenders and white workpants. Her shirt is tan, and she wears a heavy white leather apron most of the time. Her white hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. Her eyes are likewise green. Her teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: She is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. She receives visions of the future at random moments

History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. Her parents enrolled her in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that she could practice her arcane talents. She was granted arcane powers by her dying brother.

Motivation: She loathes her own lifestyle; and she feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Depressed. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 160 pp.

Description: This man wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized opal on his left hand. His golden hair and beard is wavy and long. His hazel eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Berrian is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He uses divination through singing.

History: Berrian was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Extrovert, Gifted, Persistence. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Banker

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 130 gp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His white hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He hates gnolls. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Elven conditions. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Half-Orc people.

Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Poor, Enemies, Nature, In love. Occupation: Carter

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a black tunic with blue highlights, and long green pants that bunch up around his shoes. He carries with him a set of morningstars, each one with a jet on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His rusty crest is greasy and uncared for. His red eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He is a Succubi in disguise. While he appears to be a normal Dragonborn, 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. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Shamash fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is his passion; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish, Insane. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 1000 gp.