Description: A hulking woman with gigantic muscles, she likes to wear ponchos typically of a light red in addition to tight pants. She keeps her golden hair in a pixie cut. Her half smiles and green eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. 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: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. Verna abandoned her home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. She survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. She did whatever it took for her to survive. She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature whip.

Motivation: Meet up once more with her childhood friend; and retire the richest woman in the south

Ideals: Logical, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 1 Holy water.

Description: A well shaped woman just over fifty, she typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep tan leather and dull green iron scale mail. Sporting a golden mohawk this woman's hair draws a lot of attention. Her fair skin shows little sign of her aristocratic breeding.

Personality: She speaks before she thinks and is too direct. Around other people she will do her best to conceal her emotions and appear jolly.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, she was no stranger to responsibility. From her teen years she was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on her. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.

Motivation: She has a rivalry with the Church that dominates her actions; and she is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Impulsive, Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 150 gp.

Description: She wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. She wears her silver hair up. Her eyes are blue and beady.

Personality: She is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends she is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy herself. She disdains her fellow northerners, claiming they make her look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: She was born in the north, but her parents moved at a very young age to the west. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. She left for the north, certain she would find work there.

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

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 1500 sp.

Description: She is of a modest build and height, but she carries herself more imposing than she is. She wears a grey armored body suit, with a simple white line shooting up and back down. Her head has been shaved. Her blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. She also has developed a complete distrust of the Mason profession.

History: Finellen was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Her parents divorced when she was young, and her mother gained full cudstody. She was regularly beaten by her mother, who blamed her for driving them apart. She has achieved small success as a Herbalist.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and further expansion of business

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Religious. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 350 gp. 3 Smokesticks.

Description: She is wearing a long, violet cloak. She is physically well-built. Her black hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a broad hat. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: She considers herself a woman of culture and sophistication. She likes a good challenge to her wits. She never wears the same outfit twice, unless she absolutely has to.

History: A child with a great deal of dancing talent her parents made sure she got the chance to thrive. Before the accident, she was one of the most outspoken anti-Tabaxi activists. She was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Tabaxi doctor. She inherited the family business which she has now maintained for 2 years.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and she is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Impeccable, Artistic. Flaws: Racist, Insane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 1100 sp.

Description: She is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by her earthly robes.. She has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to her abundance of muscles. Her chestnut hair is heavily combed to the right. She is baby faced.

Personality: She is erratic and paranoid. She believes orcs are coming to abduct people. She does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: She was born in the south, but her parents moved at a very young age to the east. Valida was born on a far southern mountains where she grew up under the tutelage of her father, an expert Detective. She hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Someone believes her a fraud; and a deep hatred of orcs

Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 900 sp.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears dull tan sweaters, loose blue pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed sai, just in case. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Paelias grew up listening to his father's many stories. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and a deep hatred of drow

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He wears dull green sweaters, loose brown pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed trident, just in case. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his trident, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a cross on it. He wears his silver crest down. His red eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of orcs once and for all.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Direcris took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up trident and armor he uses now. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by orcs. Direcris was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the orcs.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Enemies, Nature, Job. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 6000 cp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He is dressed in a clean green cloak covering his clean studded leather. He wears his white crest down. His red eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Maagog isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Dragonborn unity. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He comes from a rich western family. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Religious. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 2000 cp. 4 Tanglefoot bags.