Description: She wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. She carries with her a set of spears on her belt, each one with a ruby on the hilt. Her golden hair is smooth and relatively long. Her green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. She cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: A powerful wizard made her what she is. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. She has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: To end her boredom; and she is unsatisfied with her job

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Addict, Mundane. Bonds: Mentor, Job. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 160 gp. Amber (140 gp).

Description: He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He carries with him a set of flails, each one with a topaz on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His gray fur is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He has a dull look in his copper eyes.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. While he appears to be a normal Tabaxi, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Cloud fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Optimist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 70 gp. Star rose quartz (80 gp). Red garnet (40 gp). Freshwater pearl (9 gp).

Description: He stands about 6'0" and wears a green tunic with brown highlights, and long pastel pants that bunch up around his shoes. His left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His chestnut hair has been sun bleached extensively. His black eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: The child of a Armorer, who enjoyed hunting, Modean was taken on many hunting expeditions. Modean 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. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

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 is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Nature, Family, Criminal record. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 5000 cp.

Description: This woman is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. She dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over her head. Her white hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. She wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: She is mildly Dwarf supremacist, though she does not identify as such. 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 on a small isolated farm. As a young adult she joined a group advocating for an improvement in Dwarven conditions. She is searching for what she claims is her rightful reward.

Motivation: She has a crush on the local Healer; and meet up once more with her childhood friend

Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Immigrant, Has a crush, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 8000 cp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (400 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (400 gp).

Description: She is a paragon of her species. She is larger and stronger than most Dwarves. Her skin is dark but she possesses many pastel ritualistic tattoos. She wears a brown costume with the symbols of the four houses of cards on her torso. Her silver hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a cross scrunchie. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: She is witty, but her monotone delivery comes off as unnerving The occasional robbery is her preferred attention getting crime, but she mainly uses her means for meeting her own perverse desires.

History: She was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. Her parents died when she was young, and she was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Whurdred grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Whurdred. She used her abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: She possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and a rival would like her out of the picture

Ideals: Joker, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 160 gp. 4 Acid flasks.

Description: He sports green clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He carries a battered dagger and tarnished sword as well. His black hair is smooth and relatively long. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Marbas took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up sword and armor he uses now. He bought a sword and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He is content.

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Mundane, Disease. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 250 gp.

Description: She is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. She wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. Beneath her clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. Her auburn hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.

Personality: She dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the south. She would rather hide behind her crafts than deal with other people.

History: Maiathah was born the youngest of three triplets. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.

Motivation: Her relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and her spouse's relatives view her with great suspicion

Ideals: Pacifist, Artistic. Flaws: Shy, Ugly. Bonds: Slave, Family. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears dull black sweaters, loose tan pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed bastard sword, just in case. His chestnut hair is unkempt and raggedy. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Born to a Performer, his mother struggled to pay the bills. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Server hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Server

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 150 gp.

Description: She is of a modest build and height, but she carries herself more imposing than she is. She wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. Her small hat is riddled with cuts and holes. Her eyes are gold and she is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: She is not truly malevolent, but she is obsessed with dancing. She constantly tries to fill her life with dancing. She has a small toy that she constantly fidgets with.

History: She was raised in a desert tribe. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. She would wander through that ruined castle 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. Hethress took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up greataxe and armor she uses now. She then took over the family business and is one of the better Barrister for hire.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Insomniac. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: Just what you see.