Description: This tall, slender man wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with black lining and desert motifs. His blue crest is greasy and uncared for. His eyes are red.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. 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: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Adventurer. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 2000 cp. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His hair is short and auburn. His brown eyes peer out from beneath his small violet hat.

Personality: He is a Bather first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Born in the south to a Bather, Himo learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature dagger.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor, Job, Religious. Occupation: Bather

Voice: French accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. He has wavy beige fur. His fierce copper eyes like to dwell on things.

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. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He bought a axe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Job, Nature, Debt. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 1300 sp. 2 Antitoxin.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a tight fitting brown shirt and pants. He has styled his yellow fur well, parting it to the left. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Skirt is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. While he appears to be a normal Tabaxi, 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. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Fearful. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 400 gp. Star rose quartz (20 gp). Citrine (20 gp). Chalcedony (20 gp).

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His golden hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a broad hat. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: Mozfel was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a son. Some 9 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Mozfel never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: Marry his brother to traveling adventurers; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Insane, Addict. Bonds: In love, Family. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 10 pp.

Description: She wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with black lining and desert motifs. Her crest is greying and her face has many wrinkles. She has red eyes.

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 can't help but pocket interesting objects she comes across

History: She was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Her parents died when she was young, and she was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Arava grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Arava. She has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Locksmith.

Motivation: She is unsatisfied with her job; and to unite with her sister

Flaws: Insomniac, Disease. Bonds: Criminal record, Job, Family. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing white cape and mantle trimmed with soft blue waves gently in the breeze. She has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. Her hair is long and red with streaks of brown, and is pulled back with small white clips. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines green.

Personality: She is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before her hampering stammer kicks in. She is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her mother and father. Her mother taught her the rudiments of the Fortune-teller arts, while her father instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. A serious injury left her mother unemployed and in need of constant care. Her family became saddled with debt trying to care for her infirm mother. She was granted druidic powers by her dying brother.

Motivation: She is greedy; and to pay off her debts

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Debt. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 50 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: She is a pot bellied northern woman with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. She has a large grey mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into her pastel robe. She has no hair. Her eyes are a pleasant gray.

Personality: She is shy and timid. She has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. She also is a firm believer in the womanly ideal.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Oriel grew up listening to her mother's many stories. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. Lacking all sense, she decided to go on an adventure. She picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: To reunite with her old friends; and she desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Impulsive. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane, and he perpetually has his greatsword ready. His brown hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a clover scrunchie. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Ahrim hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his poetry career. 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. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Ahrim took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up greatsword and armor he uses now. Being a Weaver kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic, Gifted. Bonds: Poor, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 150 gp. 1 Breastplate.