Description: She wears bulky tan painted plate armor. She is portly but not overly obese. She has shaved her head bald. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: She tends to agree with only herself unless someone else's opinion sounds like she can profit from it. She tries to control her temper but she can't always stop herself from what she feels what must be done. She is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Before the accident, she was one of the most outspoken anti-Tabaxi activists. She was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Tabaxi doctor. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.

Motivation: She is wracked by social anxiety; and she feels threatened by others

Flaws: Antagonistic, Lazy, Disease, Racist, Fearful. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She is an average looking southern female in her early mid-life. She wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with grey lining and desert motifs. Her hair is short and red. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: She is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. Energy wise she seems alert and responsive.

History: Diesa was raised in a hard working conservative environment. She struck it rich when she found rare goods in large quantities. She inherited the family business which she has now maintained for 2 years.

Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 1700 sp. 1 Disguise kit.

Description: A woman of a pale complexion, she is generally shirtless and showing off her tattooed chest. Her feathered hat is riddled with cuts and holes. Her face is scarred and worn.

Personality: She shows great sympathy to all travelers. She's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. She does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of brigands may trigger it at times.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Jheri grew up listening to her father's many stories. While studying, she fell in love. They married and had a daughter. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by brigands. Jheri was horrified and prayed that her mother was alright. However, she heard that her mother had died fighting off the brigands.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Halfling artifacts is her passion; and to unite with her brother

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Adventurer, In love, Family. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears an entirely blue suit with grey socks and a vest with buckled shoes, and carries spears. His long chestnut hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: 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; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Addict, Shy. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 330 gp.

Description: This fat northern man has a bulbous nose and wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with blue colored cloaks and clothing. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His tied-back hair is blonde. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep brown.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Caeldrim isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. The war was a terrible time for him, and Caeldrim does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 70 gp.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he dresses well, wearing brown shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His chestnut hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a clover scrunchie. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Anselm isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Human unity. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: He was born in the east. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

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

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 160 gp.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His brown hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He has a dull look in his green eyes.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Travok isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Dwarven unity. He is a great chef.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He was granted arcane powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted, Fighting. Bonds: Slave, Mentor. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 50 gp. Silver pearl (130 gp).

Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He wears a black shirt, with a brown mid length shorts with brown tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His moppish red hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this eastern guy figured out how to best use his charms to convince people to do what he wants. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: He was born in a small island village. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Professionalism. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'3" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His blonde hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He is baby faced.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Halfling culture. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Immeral 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 Mortician work with an outfit from a few towns over. Mortician work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He struck the Mortician job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety.

Flaws: Racist, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 3000 cp.