Description: He wears a green armored body suit, with a simple pastel line shooting up and back down. His silver hair, when down, is lengthy. His red unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Brewer born in the past three hundred years. He is a great chef.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 330 gp. Peridot (50 gp). Brown-green garnet (80 gp). Violet garnet (200 gp).

Description: This slender woman stands about 6'2". She wears a fine chain shirt which she covers with brown colored cloaks and clothing. Her fur is cut close to her head. Her eyes are copper and catlike.

Personality: She thrives on attention. She does whatever is in her power to gain the attention of whomever she deems a fit date. 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: Born to a pair of adventurers, Trail grew up listening to her mother's many stories. While studying, she fell in love. They married and had a son. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: To reunite with her absent mother; and she's looking for her big break

Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Adventurer, In love, Family. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 10 pp. Rock crystal (20 gp).

Description: A pudgy woman standing about 2'9" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She wears a red shirt, with a blue mid length skirt with blue tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. Her hair is greying and her face has many wrinkles. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines green.

Personality: She cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with her opinion, she thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, she can get violently argumentative. She also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: A studious child she never was much for a social life, not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out. Her mother took her hunting and taught her how to get in the mind of other creatures. She has recently attracted an admirer that believes she's playing hard to get.

Motivation: She wants to get laid.

Ideals: Opinionated, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Has a crush, Nature. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 2000 sp.

Description: A stocky lighter skinned woman, she wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. She wears a feathered hat to cover her moderate length brown hair. Her eyes are brown and beady.

Personality: She is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as she rather likes the sound of her voice. Her demeanor is somewhat feminine. She dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. Her biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: She was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. While she appears to be a normal Dwarf, 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Optimist, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: Just what you see.