Description: She wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. She has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. She has dyed her greying white hair a little too much giving a sharp white color. Her red eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: She has two modes she varies between. On the job she is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job she is a party animal. She dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. Her biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: Trained by her mother for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. She was an apprentice working in her mother's forge. She has achieved small success as a Fortune-teller.

Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Fortune-teller responsibilities is difficult; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 10 pp.

Description: She wears a tan armored body suit, with a simple pastel line shooting up and back down. She is portly but not overly obese. She has slicked back black hair. Her face is scarred and worn.

Personality: She is mildly Elf supremacist, though she does not identify as such. Her actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as she answers to a power that mortal women fail to acknowledge.

History: When she was but 6 years old her parents immigrated from the north. She went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: She is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs.

Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Religious, Immigrant. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 3100 sp.

Description: An older woman who wears dull pastel sweaters, loose white pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath her sweater she keeps a concealed trident, just in case, she is not a threatening figure. Her yellow fur has been sun bleached extensively. Her green eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: She is mildly Tabaxi supremacist, though she does not identify as such. She tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: She was born at the edge of vast island. While studying, she fell in love. They married and had a daughter. Some 4 years later her spouse died after the birth of her daughter. Heartbroken, Sweet never married again. Instead she focused her life to raising her daughter whom she trained as her mother had trained her before.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Mortician and was forced into it by her family; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Nature, In love, Family. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: She is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. She is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing pastel cape and mantle trimmed with soft white waves gently in the breeze. Beneath her clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. Her fur is short and black. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.

Personality: She has always had a great fascination with Gnomish culture. She can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: She was born in the south. She inherited a moderately successful company from her mother. Under her leadership it has flourished, and using capital from her venture she effectively owns an entire region. She left for the south, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out; and a strong sense of loyalty to gnomish people

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Rich, Slave, Immigrant. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 45000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. He has no hair. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep red.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: Fenriz hails from a village terrorized by dire rats. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He struck the Brewer job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and revenge

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Enemies, Job. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: This western man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his pickaxe with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to cover his moderate length brown hair. His eyes are green.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Gifted from a young age, Pikar studied abroad. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Logical, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His hair is short and auburn. His eyes are likewise blue. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Aramil was born on a far eastern island where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Glassblower. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He's in love; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 600 pp. 1 Medium magic item.