Description: A well shaped woman just over fifty, she is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Armorer. Her white hair is matted, messy, and big. Her eyes are gray.

Personality: She believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. She is a bit of a macho woman and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: Her father raised her in a mountain cabin. She was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. She never won. 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: Regain custody of her daughter; and doesn't want to be a armorer and was forced into it by her family

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Family. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy red stubble. He wears bulky black painted plate armor. He has a hunchback. He has red hair. His eyes are red.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Mormo isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Tiefling unity. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He has dedicated himself to building a better trade route.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Mentor, Rich. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She stands about 5'5" and is wearing a long, brown, dusty cloak. Her right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. Her long red hair reaches down to her waist. Her gray eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: She dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the south. She also has developed a complete distrust of the Shoemaker profession.

History: She was born in a small mountains village. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Fortune-teller hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Job, Nature, Poor. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 50 gp. Moonstone (50 gp). 1 Magnifying glass.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He is wearing a long, brown cloak. He is an epitome of beauty. His chestnut hair is braided into rings. His eyes are a pleasant gray.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Elaim abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist, Persistence, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 320 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.