Description: She wears a robe, a symbol of magic around her neck, and a sai on her belt. Her long blue crest is drawn into a two foot long braid. She has gleaming, smiling red eyes.

Personality: Prone to second guessing herself, she comes off as nervous. She constantly seizes attention wherever she goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. She likes to think of herself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: The child of northern immigrants she idolized her father. Ostracized due to the divine powers of her oldest sister, she and her siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Dragonborns became a terror of the countryside. She left for the north, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: She doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes.

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with yellow colored cloaks and clothing. He carries with him a set of bastard swords, each one with a emerald on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His hair is black and curly. His eyes are hazel.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing music.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. 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 now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor, Debt. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 70 gp.

Description: A 4'5" eastern man, he wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His moppish silver hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His eyes are a pleasant hazel.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. 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: He was born in a small desert village. He found a children's book about a Dwarf Sorcerer who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Server

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 90 gp.

Description: A pudgy woman standing about 5'1" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She wears a large hat to cast shadows over her face and wears ponchos to better hide her body. Her auburn hair, when down, is lengthy. Her eyes are likewise violet.

Personality: Stoic and calm, she prefers to meditate than take action. She disdains her fellow northerners, claiming they make her look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. 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 moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: She is content; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant, Military, Rich. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 160 gp. Iolite (60 gp).

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Dwarves. His skin is light but he possesses many brown ritualistic tattoos. He wears a grey costume with the symbols of death on his torso. He keeps his golden hair in a flapper bob. This amber eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. His mother disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his mother, he was betrayed dozens of times. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor, Military, Family. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 70 gp.

Description: This woman is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of her veins is visible when she is not flexing. Her shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for her due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. Her white hair is smooth and relatively long. Her white eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: She is erratic and paranoid. She believes orcs are coming to abduct people. 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, Decarabia is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: Decarabia was born with her mother's beautiful face. 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. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by orcs. Decarabia was horrified and prayed that her father was alright. However, she heard that her father had died fighting off the orcs.

Motivation: Revenge; and someone believes her a fraud

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 290 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man very much looks the part of a Architect. His fur is black and curly. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Left-Handed was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Ostracized due to the divine powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Tabaxis became a terror of the countryside. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Architect for the past few years.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Mentor. Occupation: Architect

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

Possessions: 150 gp. Sard (70 gp).

Description: She wears a red costume with the symbols of death on her torso, and she perpetually has her shortbow ready. Her golden hair is wavy and long. She wears a mask on her face.

Personality: She acts crazy and hedonistic. She refers to her adoptive father for almost all things she is unsure about, which are numerous. She is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Jillian was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her father was employed at, doing general labor. While she appears to be a normal Halfling, 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 has since lost track of the people in her past.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Weaver and was forced into it by her family.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Hedonist, Insane. Bonds: Family, Poor. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a tan shirt, with a violet mid length shorts with violet tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He keeps his silver hair in a flapper bob. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

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. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. 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. 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. Umpen fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Artistic, Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac, Fearful. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 90 gp. Zircon (30 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.