Description: She typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep violet leather and dull green iron scale mail. She carries with her a set of greataxes, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. She has styled her brown hair well, parting it to the left. Her gray eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating she would invite many more into her home than her spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. She never wears the same outfit twice, unless she absolutely has to.

History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. While she appears to be a normal Half-Elf, 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 never given up on her music dream.

Motivation: She 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, Philantrophist, Artistic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 260 gp.

Description: A woman with a calm yet intense air about her, she wears a black costume with the symbols of death on her torso. Her head has been shaved. She wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: She is curt in most of her responses. She prefers to keep her word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. She never wears the same outfit twice, unless she absolutely has to.

History: Raised by wardens she was only a novice when giants swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. In her 18th year, her parents were killed by a giants raid, leaving Tagga alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, she was adopted. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Many giants want her driven away.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 5000 cp. Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (300 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (300 gp).

Description: He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. He has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. He wears a colorful flower in his black hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: Umpen was born with his father's beautiful face. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Philantrophist, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 1200 sp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: She is well dressed, constantly wearing a brown suit, grey shirt, and white tie. Her skin is fair and her fingers are delicate and long. Her hair is blonde and curly. Her violet eyes peer out from beneath her small brown hat.

Personality: She is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help her friends. She considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. She is ready at a moment's notice to give into her darker urges. She is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. She often ends up burning people alive in the fires she starts.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Torgga grew up listening to her father's many stories. Torgga was a troubled youth. She spent her days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent her evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Torgga decided she wanted neither the life of her father nor that of the evil petty criminals she associated with. During her early adolescence, she took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 80 gp.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, she wears dull white sweaters, loose grey pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath her sweater she keeps a concealed dagger, just in case. Her auburn hair has been sun bleached extensively. Her eyes are blue and catlike.

Personality: She is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, she's a very lovable idiot. She is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Cora was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. After coming to the age of reason, Cora took it upon herself to study the martial arts in their entirety; because of this, she was labeled a dark omen and banished from her homeland. Since then, she has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: To prove her worth to the world; and someone believes her a fraud

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Mentor. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She is an attractive woman, lean and moderately muscular. She is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. She wears a colorful flower in her brass crest. Her red eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: She likes to fabricate stories about her past exploits and how crazy she is, but in actuality she is rather bland. To her fellows she is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Her homeland was ravaged by war and she spent much of her life rebuilding it. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by illithids. Arava was horrified and prayed that her father was alright. However, she heard that her father had died fighting off the illithids.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike her way of doing things and want revenge; and to end her boredom

Flaws: Mundane, Disease, PTSD. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 40 gp.

Description: She wears a simple green robe with blue stripes complete with hood. She carries with her a set of shortbows, each one with a jet on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. She keeps her black hair in a pixie cut. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: She is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. 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: The child of southern immigrants she idolized her mother. She dropped out of school before completing her studies. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

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: Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: Eye agate (13 gp). Malachite (13 gp).

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears silk and lounges about seductively. His brown hair is cut short. His green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of drow may trigger it at times.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to drow demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Religious. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 500 gp. Fire opal (1100 gp). Onyx (60 gp). Rich purple corundum (1100 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Standing 6'1", this man is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He wears a colorful flower in his rusty crest. His gold eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Vrondiss fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Extrovert. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: Just what you see.