Description: She wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. Her black hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a small hat. 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 spends most of her days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There she gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: She was born in a small forest village. Jacoba liked to wander the woods near her home when she was young, something she still likes to do at least once a week. She never liked modest clothing or shoes, so she would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and she developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. 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 loathes her own lifestyle; and she desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Depressed. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 500 gp. Eye agate (6 gp). Amethyst (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This slender woman stands about 5'2". She wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized black coat. Her golden hair is singed and shortened. Her gray eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. She invites people to come help in her community garden.

History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. She went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: She is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs; and her religion dominates her actions

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 600 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (500 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (110 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This exceptionally lanky woman wears many layers of old clothing at all times. She sports a flattop hair cut. Her fierce hazel eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: She's a bit of a prankster. She knows she is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. As long as the job gets done she does not care how it got done.

History: She was born in a small plains village. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Eleanor has worked very hard to control her curse. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Someone believes her a fraud; and wants a kiss

Ideals: Joker, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 700 gp. Gold music box (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears dull grey sweaters, loose blue pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed glaive, just in case. His golden hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Roland took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up glaive and armor he uses now. He has been saving his money to try and buy his brother's freedom.

Motivation: Regain custody of his son.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Job, Nature, Family. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 300 gp.