Description: A moderately attractive woman, she prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. She carries her fan with her everywhere and carries herself as the perfect lady. She has dyed her greying cinnamon fur a little too much giving a sharp cinnamon color. She is baby faced.

Personality: She is mildly Tabaxi supremacist, though she does not identify as such. She is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: She was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Since her mother passed away years ago, her father 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 knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Dwarven people; and she uses money and sex appeal to get what she needs

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Racist, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 100 gp. Smoky quartz (70 gp). 1 Masterwork studded leather. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Breastplate.

Description: He tends to wear a black poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His broad hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His eyes are a pleasant amber.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Hoglik's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. In his youth he was a Apothecary, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger sister on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, PTSD. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 1000 sp.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, he wears bulky tan painted plate armor. He keeps his golden hair in a flapper bob. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: When he was but 8 years old his parents immigrated from the west. In his 10th year, his parents were killed by a gnolls raid, leaving Tharivol alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He wants revenge against gnolls; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 160 gp.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears suspenders and yellow workpants. His shirt is black, and he wears a heavy yellow leather apron most of the time. He has a long brown beard with little hanging trinkets. He has blue eyes.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He struck the Stylist job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by orcs, and he desires to right it; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Religious, Attractive, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 160 gp. 1 Masterwork Light steel shield.

Description: A thin woman, she clearly needs to put on some weight, but she still has a lot of muscle. She is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by her earthly robes.. She wears her hair in dreadlocks. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, she has a hard time making friends. She cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist she will grow angry at them.

History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. Through the years after Fistula was born, her father became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Fistula's father didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. After a long history of fighting, Fistula and her spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and marry her sister to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Family. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 2200 sp.

Description: He wears a white collared shirt and green pants. He accessorizes with a white scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His hair is auburn and curly. His gray eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. Barfa was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Barfa decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Barfa fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To settle down with his crush; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Has a crush. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 40 gp. Azurite (16 gp). 1 Masterwork Heavy wooden shield.

Description: Her left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise she appears quite healthy. She wears black painted combat armor at almost all times. She wears a feathered hat to cover her moderate length green crest. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: While she acts the brute, she is far gentler than she would appear. 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: She got into the Beggar business at a young age. Burana was born on a far western island where she grew up under the tutelage of her mother, an expert Beggar. She struck the Beggar job and began her own company from there.

Motivation: She doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 80 gp.

Description: This slender man stands about 5'8". He wears a yellow vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His pastel leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his yellow boots flare out at the collars. He wears a colorful flower in his brown hair. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his violet eyes.

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. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Frederick grew up listening to his father's many stories. The family's rival house kidnapped his sister with the intent that his sister marry their son to gain control of contested properties. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk.

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he likes to wear tan tank tops with blue pants. His tied-back hair is black. This gray eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: He got into the Detective business at a young age. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 10 years.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and money/treasure

Flaws: Shy, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Job, Rich. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 100 pp. 3 Smokesticks.