Description: She wears a blue vest with golden trim over her white shirt. Her black leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and her blue boots flare out at the collars, and carries pickaxes. She wears a top hat to hide her balding. 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 believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. She dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. Her biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: She was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Silaqui took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up pickaxe and armor she uses now. She 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.

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Insomniac, Insane. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: A hulking woman with gigantic muscles, she wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. She has a very tight haircut. Her eyes are likewise violet.

Personality: She is a melancholic, but persistent worker. She resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. 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: Born in the south to a Bricklayer, Williamina learned a great deal about her father's area of expertise. A gifted student she started as a Servant, but she got bored and became a Bricklayer. One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: She feels kind of lost in life; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Depressed, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 120 gp. 1 Darkwood Shield.

Description: He stands about 6'8" and wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty brown coat over it. His right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. He keeps his orange fur in a pixie cut. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: Dagger wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Sorcerer, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... 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 at the edge of vast island. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 island due to the painful memories there. Dagger took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up spear and armor he uses now. He bought a spear and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 350 gp. Carnelian (40 gp). Chalcedony (40 gp).

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears suspenders and black workpants. His shirt is brown, and he wears a heavy black leather apron most of the time. His black crest is knotted and matted. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: The child of a Bookbinder, who enjoyed hunting, Gorbundus was taken on many hunting expeditions. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Athletic, Joker. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Nature, Religious. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 150 gp. Jasper (80 gp).

Description: He wears a brown shirt with thin violet vertical stripes and white pants, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'9" when asserting himself. His fur is red, silky, and of moderate length. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He uses divination through singing.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. Ostracized due to the necromantic powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Tabaxis became a terror of the countryside. After a long history of fighting, Left-Handed and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: Amethyst (70 gp).

Description: An older man who wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized tan coat, he is not a threatening figure. He has a long black beard with little hanging trinkets. His eyes are hazel and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: While he is on the job, he is grim and serious. He understands how dangerous the world is and the need to stay safe. He is a great chef.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. He moved out east to avoid the crime he committed. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Criminal record, Poor, Family. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 20 gp.

Description: She is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers her face most of the time. She wears her brown fur up. This amber eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: She hates gnolls. She views them as having robbed her home of its proper glory. She cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: She was born in a small desert village. She was an apprentice working in her father's forge. She became a Soapmaker soon after.

Motivation: She is terrified, and will act out of fear; and she is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Enemies, Nature, Job. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 190 gp.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He is well dressed, constantly wearing a tan suit, blue shirt, and tan tie. His white hair is still thick. He has a dull look in his green eyes.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with writing. He constantly tries to fill his life with writing. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He bought a trident and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic, Philantrophist. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 70 gp. Hematite (6 gp). 1 Everburning torch.

Description: He stands about 3'3" and dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. He sports a flattop hair cut. His violet eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his father.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Purban was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor, Immigrant. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee.