Description: This petite short woman is perpetually holding a chocolate of some kind. She wears a robe, a symbol of her god around her neck, and a greatsword on her belt, marred by chocolates. Her golden hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: She is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks her mind. She has a habit of throwing herself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Gifted from a young age, Bree studied abroad. Her martial abilities were realized during a raid on her village. 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. Bree 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: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Impulsive. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: Blue quartz (5 gp). 1 Everburning torch.

Description: Her skin is bronze and flawless. She wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. She is an epitome of beauty. She sports a flattop hair cut. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are amber.

Personality: Quiet and reserved she prefers to listen than to talk. She will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. Energy wise she seems alert and responsive.

History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. From her teen years she was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on her. She found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, she put together a working one.

Motivation: She is unsatisfied with her job; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Military. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 130 gp. White pearl (40 gp).

Description: An older man who wears rags and sports a simple walking cane, he is not a threatening figure. His orange fur is unkempt and raggedy. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Cartwright. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He became a Cartwright soon after.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Job, Adventurer, Mentor. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 150 gp. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: She is an average looking western female in her early mid-life. She does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when she can avoid it. Her gold crest is thinning but still full. Her eyes are red.

Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Gesrethe is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: A studious child she never was much for a social life, not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out. While she appears to be a normal Dragonborn, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She was granted druidic powers by her dying brother.

Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out; and she is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Mundane, Insane. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 400 sp.

Description: This northern man is abnormally tall. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His black hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His ears are large.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. Hamil was born on a far northern mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Farmer. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 8000 cp.

Description: She is a woman of bearing and well nourished. She wears skinny pants and wears a grey and brown robe with the hood down. Her brown hair is cut short. Her half smiles and green eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: Her tongue was cut out and she uses sign language. She is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: She was born at the edge of vast plains. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to her current location. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: She wants revenge against brigands; and nothing but the best is good enough for her

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 130 gp.

Description: This woman is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. She prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for her hunting needs. Her hair is greying and her face has many wrinkles. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: She hates Halflings with a passion. As such she is filled with self loathing. Her actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as she answers to a power that mortal women fail to acknowledge.

History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Ostracized due to the martial powers of her oldest brother, she and her siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Halflings became a terror of the countryside. She was granted martial powers by her dying brother.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and she has a rivalry with the church that dominates her actions

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Racist, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 1400 sp.

Description: A plain young-adult woman, she is dressed in an above average manner. She has styled her auburn hair well, parting it to the right. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

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 takes great joy in being the best Healer in town.

History: She got into the Healer business at a young age. She helped her father out around the business and became quite the natural. She has gone from town to town till she finds a spot where she can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: To reunite with her old friends; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Job, Rich. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 5 Acid flasks.

Description: A pudgy woman standing about 4'0" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She is dressed in a clean grey cloak covering her clean studded leather. She has wavy white hair. This blue eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: She is a hateful person. She taunts others and blames them for her problems. She also is a firm believer in the womanly ideal.

History: Dagnal was born the youngest of three triplets. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To reunite with her old friends; and she's looking for her big break

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Impulsive. Bonds: Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 300 gp.