Description: She wears a tan collared shirt and white skirt. She accessorizes with a violet scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across her shirt. Her skin is fair and her fingers are delicate and long. She has wavy blonde hair. Her amber eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: She is fixated on the number 92. She counts her steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. She seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. Her brief stint in the army gave her the idea she was invincible and that she is the toughest woman alive.

History: Dalaba lived on a farm with her father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. She was an apprentice working in her father's forge. She has gone from town to town till she finds a spot where she can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: She is terrified, and will act out of fear; and further expansion of business

Flaws: Insane, Fearful. Bonds: Military, Family, Job. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 70 gp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: Standing 3'0", this woman wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. She wears a broad hat to cover her moderate length black hair. Her eyes are a pleasant blue.

Personality: She acts crazy and hedonistic. She moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep her interest for a month it is impressive.

History: She was born in the east, but her parents moved at a very young age to the south. Since her father passed away years ago, her mother had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. She has became unsatisfied with her lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: She loathes her own lifestyle; and obtaining odd cultural tiefling artifacts is her passion

Flaws: Hedonist, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 90 gp.

Description: Her right side is far more bruised and cut up than her other. She typically wears green cloth garments or leather armor. She has white hair. She wears a mask on her face.

Personality: She is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. She disdains her fellow easterners, claiming they make her look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: From birth she was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Her family was turned out during the war. She and her family wandered east to less war torn lands. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: She is greedy.

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, PTSD. Bonds: Immigrant, Mentor. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 140 gp.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man is dressed in earthy colors with a blue and green handkerchief worn on his right side. He has a brown handlebar mustache and slicked back brown hair. His amber eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. Some 4 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Namfoodle never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and to be a architect again

Flaws: Mundane, Fearful, Antagonistic. Bonds: In love, Job. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 1000 cp.

Description: This man stands a little under 2'10" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His hair is long and auburn with streaks of white, and is pulled back with small red clips. His beard is white, braided, and well cared for. His amber eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. Curran liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He has never given up on his music dream.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Logical, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Family. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 2000 sp.

Description: She is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of her physical features obscured. She wears her gray fur down. She is baby faced.

Personality: She is a jovial happy person, but she is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. She loves teas. She is very sensitive about her face. To blow off anger she lifts weights and to control her otherwise explosive temper she works out a lot.

History: She was born into a rich family. When she came of age, she joined a caravan that would eventually take her to the capital. She would practice along the way and, when she arrived, be apprenticed to a Assassin. She struck the Assassin job and began her own company from there.

Motivation: She is terrified, and will act out of fear; and she is unsatisfied with her job

Ideals: Optimist, Fighting. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 60 gp.

Description: He has a missing right arm. He is dressed in a clean black cloak covering his clean studded leather. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. Some 9 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Ogbur never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: To be a Painter again.

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Job, In love. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears a brown cloak and cross-gartered black stockings. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes brigands are coming to abduct people. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: Born in the west to a Armorer, Rolf learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered dancing. He has worked as a Armorer like his father before him.

Motivation: A deep hatred of brigands; and to reunite with his absent father

Ideals: Philantrophist, Artistic. Bonds: Enemies, Job, Family. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 20 gp.

Description: He wears a black vest and prefers brown and black shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down, and carries lances. His red hair is thinning but still full. His gold unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. 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. Forcas fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 2000 cp.