Description: She is a small woman, but exceptionally fit. She wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a trident, but if one is not available she will default to her longbow. Her long black hair reaches down to her waist. Her brown eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: She resents people who mock her appearance or her, so she has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. A true patriot, Kabbarg would do anything for her country. She is fiercely protective of her fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her father and mother. Her father taught her the rudiments of the Mortician arts, while her mother instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. She was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. She never won. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.

Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 20 pp.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears a tattered pair of loose grey pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His moppish silver hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Miner. He's also a talented Scribe, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac.

Ideals: Professionalism. Bonds: Poor, Job, Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: Her skin has the orange glow of too much sun. She wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath her coat. She sports a flattop hair cut. She wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Calm and collected, she is a well trained Weaver. Her actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as she answers to a power that mortal women fail to acknowledge.

History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. Her first spouse was a Brewer, they had one daughter, but her spouse won total custody. Without her spouse to temper her she grew out of control. She now owns her own business.

Motivation: A deep hatred of illithids; and to reunite with her absent father

Bonds: Job, Religious, Poor, Family, Enemies. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 160 gp. A roughly beaten golden orb (130 gp).

Description: She wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. She carries with her a set of whips on her belt, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. She has black hair. Her eyes are likewise white.

Personality: She is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before her hampering stammer kicks in. She works hard and plays hard.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. She sought a place where she would be rewarded solely on the merits of her skills. This search led her directly into Miller work with an outfit from a few towns over. Miller work suited her well, and with each successful project, she earned more gold and more respect from her peers. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: She is unsatisfied with her job; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy, Hedonist. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 300 sp. Chrysoberyl (140 gp). 1 Silk rope.