Description: The light-skinned man stands 5'2" and wears professional attire. His silver hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Half-Elven conditions. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and half-orc compassion

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: This man stands a little under 5'11" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He is dressed in an above average manner. He has moderate length chestnut hair. His eyes are amber and catlike.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: Snafû was born with his mother's beautiful face. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. During his travels, Snafû and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Snafû discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Snafû fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Half-Orc artifacts is his passion; and expand his business

Flaws: Secretive, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 400 gp. Banded agate (4 gp).

Description: She is a woman of bearing and well nourished. She wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. Her black hair is still thick. Her face is scarred and worn.

Personality: She cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with her opinion, she thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, she can get violently argumentative. Her home and work are filled with various knick knacks she has acquired through the years. She cares a great deal for her adopted teenage son.

History: Nedda lived on a farm with her mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. 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. Being a Bookbinder kept her interest for a while, but then she became depressed and bored. So she turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: She feels that her past leaves her morally obligated to help; and wants to raise her children well

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Criminal record. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: Solid gold idol (400 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (800 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She appears as an extremely gaunt Gnome, and stands approximately 3'0". She wears a robe, a symbol of magic around her neck, and a longbow on her belt, and her gloved hand is found clutching a longbow. She has done her best to style her black hair to look like a famous performer. Her amber eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: She is fixated on the number 45. She counts her steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. She seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. She has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a ruined castle. She would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Waywocket took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up longbow and armor she uses now. 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. Waywocket fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She feels threatened by others.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Fearful, Ugly. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He has no crest. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. 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. Donaar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This slender woman stands about 3'5". She usually wears her tan robe and has her falchion always slung over her shoulder. Sporting a silver mohawk this woman's hair draws a lot of attention. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are brown.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic woman, Tana's first love is herself. Her second love is also herself. She is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Tana was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. She was one of the best in her class, and was picked up by her current employer. She quickly showed her capability and was soon promoted to a head role. She has gone from town to town till she finds a spot where she can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: She wants to get laid; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Impeccable, Joker. Bonds: Mentor, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 300 gp. Golden pearl (40 gp). Pink pearl (40 gp). Deep green spinel (40 gp). Pink pearl (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears a simple pastel robe with white stripes complete with hood. His beige fur is knotted and matted. His eyes are a pleasant amber.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: The child of eastern immigrants he idolized his mother. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Tabaxis in the east were limited. He has taken up work as a Fisher and fed both sides of the war false information with the goal of increasing casualties.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Guardian, Job, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 280 pp. A roughly beaten golden orb (70 gp). Jeweled gold crown (5000 gp). A necklace of small pink pearls (3000 gp). Jeweled anklet (3000 gp). An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle, and is pretty ugly. He wears his black hair up in a very large beehive style do. His violet eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Dwarves.

History: Taklinn was born the youngest of three triplets. Being born in the east, 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 east 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 has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father.

Flaws: Ugly, Emotional, Racist. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 210 gp.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He prefers to wear white clothing when he does not wear armor. His silver hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. While he appears to be a normal Halfling, 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: To clean up the streets.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Terse, Insane. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Breastplate.