Description: She wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. She is physically well-built. Her dark red hair is braided into rings. Her eyes are likewise gold. Her teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: She has always had a great fascination with Half-Orc culture. She plays an instrument quite well.

History: Born to a Farmer, her mother struggled to pay the bills. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Map Maker hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. 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. Criella fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Half-Orc people; and a rival would like her out of the picture

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 140 gp.

Description: A 5'7" southern woman, she wears bulky grey painted plate armor. Her blonde hair is heavily combed to the left. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.

Personality: She considers herself a woman of culture and sophistication. She likes a good challenge to her wits. She does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for her. She lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: She was born into a rich family. She was an adventurer many years ago and she formed a blood bond with her Half-Elven companion (her 'brother'). She struck the Layabout job and began her own company from there.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and she's in love

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 50 gp.

Description: She stands about 4'7" and tends to wear a large tan jacket. Her right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. Her white hair is greasy and uncared for. Her blue eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: She has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. She is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with her big mouthed big gutted partner. Her partner is her best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. She is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: She was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Quelenna has worked very hard to control her curse. She now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: She desires power and/or immortality; and to reunite with her old friends

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Server

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 1300 sp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized red coat. His golden hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His amber eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing writing.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. Hobart was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Hobart decided he wanted neither the life of his father nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. During his travels, Hobart and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Hobart discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Hobart fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by illithids, and he desires to right it; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Opinionated, Artistic. Bonds: Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (600 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (300 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Dwarves. His skin is light but he possesses many white ritualistic tattoos. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His red hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a deerstalker hat. His blue eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

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. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: Born to a Shoemaker, his father struggled to pay the bills. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 160 gp.

Description: A woman with a cold, calculating air about her, she wears a worn and beaten armor. Her hair is blonde and curly. Her eyes are amber and she is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: She is a jovial happy person, but she is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. She can't help but pocket interesting objects she comes across

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. She became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. She's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: She loathes her own lifestyle; and she has comitted a past crime that haunts her to this day

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Addict, Depressed. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 2000 cp. Black pearl (200 gp).

Description: Dark and lean, she is a relatively plain woman. She wears a tight fitting violet shirt and pants. Her hair is silver, silky, and of moderate length. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are green.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation she is generally quite perceptive. She notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. She has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: She is a Deep Scion in disguise. Over the years she perfected her riding and shooting skills. She bought a glaive and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Meet up once more with her childhood friend; and to reunite with her old friends

Flaws: Insomniac, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 400 sp. Aquamarine (600 gp). Alexandrite (600 gp). Aquamarine (600 gp).

Description: A pudgy woman standing about 4'0" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. She wears a colorful flower in her blonde hair. Her fair skin shows little sign of her aristocratic breeding.

Personality: She barks her statements quickly and with little fuss. She prefers small words and is at her heart utilitarian. She cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist she will grow angry at them.

History: Delre was born in the west. At a young age she loved to build and create. Through the years after Delre was born, her father became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Delre's father didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and she is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Terse, Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 1200 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he is dressed in a clean brown cloak covering his clean studded leather. His white hair is heavily combed to the right. He has amber eyes and a brown hat with a black feather.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Fortune-teller born in the past three hundred years. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. Like his father and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Fortune-teller. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Many gnolls want him driven away; and to unite with his brother

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Job, Poor, Family, Enemies. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 400 gp.