Description: He wears a pastel vest and prefers tan and black shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down, and carries axes. His gray fur is unkempt and raggedy. His eyes are a pleasant yellow.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He lacks moral complications. He does what he is told to by employers but not much else. He spends his money on whatever he fancies at the time.

History: Windy was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Cartwright work with an outfit from a few towns over. Cartwright work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He has worked as a Cartwright like his father before him.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and balancing his hectic life and new cartwright responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 300 gp. Azurite (16 gp). Fire opal (1200 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This woman is bedraggled and starved. She is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Hunter. Her head has been shaved. She wears an eyepatch.

Personality: Sariel is a sociable creature first and foremost. She loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. She can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. She believes the world needs to unite to get rid of brigands once and for all.

History: Sariel 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. When Sariel reached her early adolescence her Elf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to brigands demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is her passion

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Enemies, Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 6000 cp. A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (160 gp).

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears a simple white robe with pastel stripes complete with hood. His red hair is cut short. His eyes are likewise gray. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: Bertram hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his poetry career. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: Bertram hails from a village terrorized by illithids. He has had some formal poetry training, and achieved minor success. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by illithids. Bertram was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the illithids.

Motivation: He wants revenge against illithids; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 180 gp. Blue sapphire (500 gp). Freshwater pearl (4 gp).

Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She wears many layers of old clothing at all times. Her hair is greying and her face has many wrinkles. Her brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, she has a hard time making friends. She has a small toy that she constantly fidgets with.

History: Gifted from a young age, Vadania studied abroad. Through the years after Vadania was born, her mother became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Vadania's mother didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. She's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Addict. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 160 gp.

Description: A plain young-adult woman, she dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over her head. Sporting a chestnut mohawk this woman's hair draws a lot of attention. Her green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: She believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. She is cautious and jumpy. She reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: A powerful brothel owner made her what she is. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a large cave. She would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Jasmine took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up monstrous two handed axe and armor she uses now. 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: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and she is wracked by social anxiety

Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Nature, Mentor, Rich, Military. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. He is typically in his Cook uniform, marred by teas. His auburn hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His fierce violet eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Mormog 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 has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Mormog was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. In his 16th 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 ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Cook for the past few years.

Motivation: To be a Spice Merchant again; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Mentor. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He is typically in his Soapmaker uniform. His hair is red, silky, and of moderate length. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Ombul embodies much of what other species detest in the Halflings. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Actor profession.

History: Ombul was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Soapmaker.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and to be a actor again

Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Slave. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 300 gp. Blue quartz (14 gp). Iolite (20 gp).

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears baggy yellow pantaloons and a violet scarf. He has moderate length silver hair. His eyes are green and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: This man loves music and to teach people music more than just about anything. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His hair is long and chestnut with streaks of blonde, and is pulled back with small tan clips. His beard is blonde, braided, and well cared for. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is mildly Gnome supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He is an amazing painter.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. His divine abilities were realized during a raid on his village. Some 6 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Alvyn never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Assassin responsibilities is difficult; and to be a soapmaker again

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Immigrant, In love, Job. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: Just what you see.