Description: She likes to wear pastel tank tops with white skirt. She has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. Her cinnamon fur is smooth and relatively long. Her blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks her mind. 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 was born in a small desert village. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Smoking took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up hammer and armor she uses now. She is untrained/undisciplined, which makes her dangerous.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and nothing but the best is good enough for her

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting. Flaws: Shy, Insane. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 600 sp. 1 Masterwork Light steel shield. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: Her skin has the orange glow of too much sun. She wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. Her silver hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. Her amber eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

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 a thrill seeker, she laughs at people and throws down challenges. She is highly competitive and combative.

History: Verna was born into a poor family. Growing up, she dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to her family’s name. When she came of age, she applied for a position with her town's local guard, looking to work her way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Her parents divorced when she was young, and her father gained full cudstody. She was regularly beaten by her father, who blamed her for driving them apart. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Meet up once more with her childhood friend; and her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by dire rats, and she desires to right it

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 50 pp.

Description: She 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. She wears her chestnut hair up. Her skin is flawless and her amber eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: She goes out her way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one she won't accept into her heart. She is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: She was born at the edge of vast desert. Jarsali liked to wander the woods near her home when she was young, something she still likes to do at least once a week. She never liked modest clothing or shoes, so she would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and she developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. Since then, she has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: She has passion for adventuring and risk; and obtaining odd cultural tiefling artifacts is her passion

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Everburning torch.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Half-Elf, and stands approximately 5'4". He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down, and his gloved hand is found clutching a warhammer. He wears a colorful flower in his black hair. His hazel eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

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 tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He bought a warhammer and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 1 Small steel mirror.

Description: A well shaped woman just over fifty, she is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. Her hair is auburn and curly. Her eyes are likewise amber. Her teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: She is unhospitable to her core. Her small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. On top of that she is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to her employer will always come first she doesn't like to hit women.

History: She was born in the east, but her parents moved at a very young age to the west. Over the years she perfected her riding and shooting skills. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

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

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Adventurer, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Server

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He wears a blue tunic with yellow highlights, and long green pants that bunch up around his shoes. He carries with him a set of halberds on his belt, each one with a emerald on the hilt. His golden hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a cross scrunchie. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep violet.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: Anverth was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist, Optimist. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 90 gp.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His brown hair is singed and shortened. His eyes are blue.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. Whurbin liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Whurbin fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the west.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 6000 cp. Tiger eye turquoise (15 gp). Red spinel (40 gp). Amber (40 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

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 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. She wears a Stetson hat to cover her moderate length white hair. She has gleaming, smiling green eyes.

Personality: She hates dire rats. She views them as having robbed her home of its proper glory. She feeds upon the attention of others.

History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her father and mother. Her father taught her the rudiments of the Sailor arts, while her mother instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Since her father passed away years ago, her mother 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 moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Meet up once more with her childhood friend; and she has passion for adventuring and risk

Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Enemies, Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 800 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His bronze crest is braided into rings. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: Nadarr was born with his father's beautiful face. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Nadarr took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up rapier and armor he uses now. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 400 sp. Red-brown spinel (100 gp). 1 Darkwood Buckler.