Description: This woman is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. She wears light armors faded through time and improper care. Her silver hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. 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 enamored with her job. She loves it. She likes the challenge and she likes helping those less fortunate than her. 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, Kabbarg is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: She was born in the north, but her parents moved at a very young age to the east. 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 Weaver. She has gone from town to town till she finds a spot where she can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: To be a Courier again; and she is unsatisfied with her job

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 240 gp. 2 Holy water.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his rapier with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He wears his auburn hair down. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He hates Dwarves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: Traubon lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.

Motivation: Half-Elven compassion; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Artistic, Fighting. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: She wears a black tunic with violet highlights, and long yellow pants that bunch up around her shoes. She has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to her abundance of muscles. She wears a wide-brimmed hat to cover her moderate length golden hair. Her face is full, her cheeks are rosy, and she always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in her hazel eyes.

Personality: She is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. She also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. She refers to her adoptive mother 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: Myev was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her mother was employed at, doing general labor. Being born in the south, she completed her medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. She returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. She was a general practitioner in the south for years, until she, through no fault of her own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal she made her way north. She ran away from her former home and has been making her living as a Barkeep for the past few years.

Motivation: To reunite with her absent mother; and to get a good night's sleep

Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Poor, Job. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 140 gp.

Description: She is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of her physical features obscured. She has done her best to style her orange fur to look like a famous performer. Her eyes are amber and beady.

Personality: She is intelligent and cunning, but she will too often allow her rage to get the better of her. She will lose her cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. She does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of gnolls may trigger it at times.

History: Born in the north her family was never financially stable. Her parents divorced when she was young, and her mother gained full cudstody. She was regularly beaten by her mother, who blamed her for driving them apart. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to gnolls demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by gnolls, and she desires to right it; and to unite with her brother

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Enemies, Poor, Family. Occupation: Sellsword

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

Possessions: 170 gp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: This woman is tall and muscular. She wears a yellow cloak and cross-gartered blue stockings. Her brown hair is heavily combed to the left. Her eyes are likewise hazel. Her teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: She hates giants. She views them as having robbed her home of its proper glory. She is underhanded and not above using her wealth and body to get others to do her bidding.

History: She was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for her. It may also be what makes her so good at details. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Naivara has worked very hard to control her curse. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 200 sp.

Description: An older man who wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment, he is not a threatening figure. His crest is blue, silky, and of moderate length. His eyes are likewise gold. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Ghesh will drive conversation. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. In his 14th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Extrovert. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This malnourished man wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. With a patchy silver beard and wild silver hair. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Born to a Animal Trainer, his mother struggled to pay the bills. While he appears to be a normal Elf, 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 eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Extrovert. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Guardian. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 8000 cp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he is dressed in a clean violet cloak covering his clean studded leather. With a patchy blonde beard and wild blonde hair. This gray eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes orcs are coming to abduct people. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. In his 12th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to orcs demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Many orcs want him driven away; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Addict, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 150 pp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His hair is chestnut and curly. His eyes are green.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. When Balimaar reached his early adolescence his Human mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and obtaining odd cultural dragonborn artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Opinionated, Gifted. Bonds: Religious, Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 50 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.