Description: An imposing woman with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, she is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. Her auburn hair is still thick. She has amber eyes.

Personality: A deeply religious woman she believes everything happens for a reason. The war was a terrible time for her, and Jacoba does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.

History: Jacoba 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. Her father was a soldier and died while she was still young. Jacoba was left her father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. She has been helping groups of widows and orphans who have fled abusive spouses or lost their families to brigands.

Motivation: She is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs.

Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Military, Poor. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 800 sp. Chalcedony (20 gp). 1 Banded mail.

Description: He likes to wear brown tank tops with black pants. He carries with him a set of warhammers, each one with a ruby on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His lavender fur is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his copper eyes.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: A powerful wizard made him what he is. 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. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Mentor. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 40 gp.

Description: She is typically in her Apothecary uniform. She wears her black hair up. She wears an eyepatch.

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 believes the world needs to unite to get rid of illithids once and for all.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. A gifted student she started as a Shipwright, but she got bored and became a Apothecary. She struck the Apothecary job and began her own company from there.

Motivation: A deep hatred of illithids; and revenge

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Enemies, Religious. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 700 sp. Sardonyx (40 gp). Eye agate (16 gp). White pearl (60 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This exceptionally lanky woman wears a worn and beaten armor. She keeps her red hair in a pixie cut. Her face is scarred and worn.

Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. She has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: She was born into a rich family. She took after her mother in leading caravans. Because they were valued, her mother taught her to defend herself. When her mother died while fighting brigands, the young Manea began to lead the lost caravan. Unlike her family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, she wanted to work in the city. She has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To end her boredom; and a deep hatred of brigands

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 120 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This southern woman's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, she slurs her words together. She very much looks the part of a Server. Her purple hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a rose scrunchie. She has several tiny emerald earrings on each ear.

Personality: She is mildly Tiefling supremacist, though she does not identify as such. She passes on several rewards to people in need. She makes a point to leave places better than she found them.

History: Born in the south to a Server, Astaro learned a great deal about her father's area of expertise. Like her father and her sister before her, after school she went straight into learning to become a Server. She's also a talented Fisher, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: To be a Fisher again.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Server

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 700 sp. Chrysoberyl (110 gp).

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears a grey tunic with black highlights, and long pastel pants that bunch up around his shoes. Sporting a silver mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: Nordak 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 is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Nordak was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Marshal; and wants his loneliness to end

Ideals: Extrovert, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Military, Has a crush. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 200 sp.

Description: He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He has red hair. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gold.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Being born in the south, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the south for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way north. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Marry his brother to traveling adventurers.

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Religious, Family. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 20 pp. 3 Thunderstones.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he usually wears his tan robe and has his sword always slung over his shoulder. His hair is short and brown. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Thamior 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 claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Thamior grew up listening to his father's many stories. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. 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: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Extrovert, Justice. Bonds: Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 160 gp.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears a tan coat over a black low-cut shirt, and a broad hat upon his head. His white hair is heavily combed to the right. He has brown eyes.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when orcs swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. In his 16th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father 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 has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to orcs demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 90 gp. 1 Silk rope.