Description: She is a small woman, but exceptionally fit. She wears dull red sweaters, loose black pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath her sweater she keeps a concealed sword, just in case. Her brown hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. Her green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation she is generally quite perceptive. She notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. She plays an instrument quite well.

History: Raised by wardens she was only a novice when illithids swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. She has had some formal painting training, and achieved minor success. She has never given up on her painting dream.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by illithids, and she desires to right it

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: This woman wears grey painted combat armor at almost all times, and sports empty pouches on her belt. Her hair is cut close to her head. Her brown eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: She hates orcs. She views them as having robbed her home of its proper glory. 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, Oriff is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her mother. She struck it rich when she found rare goods in large quantities. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by orcs. Oriff was horrified and prayed that her father was alright. However, she heard that her father had died fighting off the orcs.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Justice, Fighting. Bonds: Enemies, Rich. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 70 pp.

Description: He wears tattered old clothes. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his mace, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a cross on it. His blonde hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He has gray eyes and a brown hat with a pastel feather.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He disdains his fellow southerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

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. He has had some formal painting training, and achieved minor success. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To unite with his brother; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Gifted, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Immigrant. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Masterwork studded leather.

Description: Dark and lean, she is a relatively plain woman. She wears a fancy white dress. Her blonde hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. She wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: She has always had a great fascination with Dwarven culture. Flattery will make her almost putty in your hands.

History: She got into the Guard business at a young age. As a young adult she joined a group advocating for an improvement in Half-Orc conditions. She has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: To pay off her debts; and she made a deal with a demon which lead to her current lot in life, and she's becoming increasingly nervous about it

Flaws: Racist, Selfish. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Debt. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 100 sp.

Description: He wears a white cloak and cross-gartered black stockings. His red hair is lengthy. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his violet eyes.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: He was born in a small island village. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature sickle.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Tiefling artifacts is his passion; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: Red garnet (100 gp).

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears professional attire. He wears his lavender fur up. His copper eyes peer out from beneath his small pastel hat.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He is a great chef.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Tabaxi conditions. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Tabaxi people; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Courier

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He is wearing a tight black one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His brass crest has been sun bleached extensively. His fierce gold eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Ghesh was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Slave, Adventurer, Mentor. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: Star rose quartz (60 gp). 4 Smokesticks.

Description: He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing black cape and mantle trimmed with soft pastel waves gently in the breeze. He is physically well-built. His chestnut hair, when down, is lengthy. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by illithids. Ratak was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the illithids.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud.

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Healer

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 12000 cp.

Description: This younger middle-aged woman dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner, and a wedding ring on her left hand. Her blue hair is still thick. This black eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: She is extraordinarily eccentric. A fanatic, her devotion to her small selection of gods is unquestionable. She claims to be doing their will and will base all her actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Gomory was born with her mother's beautiful face. While she appears to be a normal Tiefling, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She has since married many spouses, only to have them die. She claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: Her religion dominates her actions; and she has a rivalry with the church that dominates her actions

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, In love, Religious. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.