Description: This woman wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. She is muscular with a powerful set of arms. Her hair is purple and curly. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: She is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as she rather likes the sound of her voice. Her demeanor is somewhat feminine. A fanatic, her devotion to her small selection of gods is unquestionable. She claims to be doing their will and will base all her actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Akta hails from a village terrorized by illithids. Her father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but she insists her father was legitimate. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by illithids. Akta was horrified and prayed that her father was alright. However, she heard that her father had died fighting off the illithids.

Motivation: Her religion dominates her actions; and her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by illithids, and she desires to right it

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A plain young-adult woman, she prefers to wear flannel. Her silver hair has been sun bleached extensively. Her face is scarred and worn.

Personality: She is happy with her job as a Bellfounder. She turns her eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. She tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Naivara has worked very hard to control her curse. In her journeys she found a malevolent artifact. She wishes to return this artifact and its corrupting influence back to where it came.

Motivation: She is unsatisfied with her job; and she desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This late middle aged man wears a simple blue robe with grey stripes complete with hood and is in decent physical shape. Sporting a red mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His ears are large.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: He was born into a rich family. His parents were killed by gnolls in a raid when he was still a young child. The gnolls captured him, and made him a slave and general play-thing. He was beaten and tortured regularly, leading to his deformed appearance. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and revenge

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 140 gp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: An imposing woman with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, she wears a tan broad hat and tan clothes. Her silver hair is cut short. Her violet eyes peer out from beneath her broad tan hat.

Personality: Cocky and sure of herself, she believes she is the best Sellsword born in the past three hundred years. She is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Gnomes.

History: Gifted from a young age, Mardnab studied abroad. Like her mother and her brother before her, after school she went straight into learning to become a Sellsword. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: This southern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He is dressed in a clean yellow cloak covering his clean studded leather. His black hair is long and unkept. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady hazel eyes.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. A serious injury left his mother unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm mother. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and obtaining odd cultural dragonborn artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Debt, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 2000 cp.

Description: This woman is very fat, and is wearing a long, tan cloak. She sports black long hair. Her brown eyes peer out from beneath her deerstalker tan hat.

Personality: She barks her statements quickly and with little fuss. She prefers small words and is at her heart utilitarian. As long as the job gets done she does not care how it got done.

History: She was born into a rich family. Buvvie was born on a far northern mountains where she grew up under the tutelage of her father, an expert Baker. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it; and to reunite with her old friends

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Terse. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 140 gp.

Description: He wears long strands of aquamarine and short white dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His eyes are amber and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. 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. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Optimist, Fighting, Logical. Bonds: Rich, In love. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 230 gp.

Description: He wears a pastel costume with the symbols of magic on his torso. He is portly but not overly obese. His fur, while still mostly gray, has prominent grey streaks. His ears are large.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: Cloud was raised in a hard working conservative environment. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Tabaxi conditions. He has achieved small success as a Assassin.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Impulsive, Racist. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears a robe, a symbol of magic around his neck, and a glaive on his belt. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His auburn hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a top hat. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: Frederick was born with his father's beautiful face. While he appears to be a normal Human, 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. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Frederick 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. Flaws: Insane, Addict. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.