Description: This woman is very fat, and typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep brown leather and dull white iron scale mail. Her red hair is unkempt and raggedy. Her brown unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: She can speak with the recently deceased. She is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. She haggles over everything, upselling her goods and buying cheap. She is persistent in everything.

History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Adventurer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Retire the richest woman in the north; and money/treasure

Ideals: Gifted, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 90 gp. 2 Thunderstones.

Description: A woman of a pale complexion, she wears blue leather gloves, a blue jacket, and tight pants. Her chestnut hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. Her half smiles and violet eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: She is extraordinarily eccentric. She loves teas. She is very sensitive about her face. To blow off anger she lifts weights and to control her otherwise explosive temper she works out a lot.

History: She was raised by priests from a young age. She couldn't stand her childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with her mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. She is untrained/undisciplined, which makes her dangerous.

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

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 4000 cp.

Description: He stands about 5'1" and wears a robe, a symbol of magic around his neck, and a shortspear on his belt. His right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. He keeps his white hair in a pixie cut. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He is mildly Tiefling supremacist, though he does not identify as such. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Tiefling conditions. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Modean fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Gnomish compassion; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This malnourished man typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep grey leather and dull white iron scale mail. His moppish chestnut hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He hates Dwarves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Thorin was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Dwarves in Thorin's homeland. Thorin decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and gnomish compassion

Ideals: Extrovert, Fighting. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: Just what you see.