Description: She wears dull blue sweaters, loose grey pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath her sweater she keeps a concealed bastard sword, just in case, and she perpetually has her bastard sword ready. She has styled her black hair well, parting it to the right. Her fierce blue eyes like to dwell on things.

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. She disdains her fellow southerners, claiming they make her look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: She was born at the edge of vast mountains. A freak accident while working with her Guard father left her crippled. 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. Keyleth fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and tabaxi compassion

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 4000 sp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average woman, she is not imposing. She wears a grey tunic with brown highlights, and long pastel pants that bunch up around her shoes. Her white hair is heavily combed to the left. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: She misses her glory days as an athlete. She does not mind her job, but it is boring in comparison. She is fiercely devoted to her mother, and views her mother's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating her from her legal half-sister.

History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. 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 has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.

Motivation: To end her boredom; and she has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Family, Rich. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average woman, she is not imposing. She is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. Her black hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. Her skin is flawless and her amber eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: A deeply religious woman she believes everything happens for a reason. She is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories she has discovered

History: She was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Brilliant and gifted she never wanted to apply herself. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.

Motivation: She has a rivalry with the Church that dominates her actions.

Ideals: Fighting, Logical, Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A woman with a friendly, welcoming air about her, she is renowned for her bright white dresses and hats. Her hair is golden and curly. Her gray unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: She is a jovial happy person, but she is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. She lacks moral complications. She does what she is told to by employers but not much else. She spends her money on whatever she fancies at the time.

History: Wella was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her mother was employed at, doing general labor. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Wella has worked very hard to control her curse. She bought a halberd and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: She has passion for adventuring and risk; and she wants to meet her childhood hero

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Poor, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man wears a black coat over a green low-cut shirt, and a Stetson hat upon his head, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He has moderate length silver hair. His gray eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Skak grew up listening to his father's many stories. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 260 gp.

Description: He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He carries with him a set of falchions, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His hair is short and golden. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Guy is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born in a small plains village. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Guy fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Revenge; and many illithids want him driven away

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: This slender woman stands about 6'4". She sports green clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. Her black crest is heavily combed to the left. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: She is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. She is harsh and unforgiving.

History: Kava was born with her mother's beautiful face. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a large cave. She would wander through that large cave 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Kava took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up quarterstaff and armor she uses now. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: She has a crush on the local Dilettante; and she would like to get married and retire

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Has a crush. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 4000 sp.

Description: With blue face paint in a stripe pattern across her face, she wears green painted combat armor at almost all times. She keeps her long green crest kept up in a rat tail. She is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. She is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. She likes to tell stories.

History: Her arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. Her arcane abilities were realized during a raid on her village. Her addictions have taken their toll on her wallet, and she has found herself with a great deal of debt owed.

Motivation: To end her boredom; and she is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Mundane, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He has a missing left leg. He prefers to wear black clothing when he does not wear armor. His silver crest is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His red eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: Donaar 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 is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: Donaar was born with his father's beautiful face. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. 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: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Extrovert, Fighting. Bonds: Nature, Attractive. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Half-Plate.