Description: A pudgy woman standing about 4'8" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She is typically in her Apothecary uniform. Her long golden hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. She wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Ella wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Paladin, so she tries to act the part. She does a good job, for the most part... She is kind towards other women and children and will generally offer women help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to her.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her father always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. Ella was born on a far northern island where she grew up under the tutelage of her father, an expert Apothecary. She ran away from her former home and has been making her living as a Apothecary for the past few years.

Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg; and balancing her hectic life and new apothecary responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Disciplined, Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 1000 cp.

Description: He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his hand crossbow, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a skull on it. He keeps his black hair in a pixie cut. His brown unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When Hamil reached his early adolescence his Halfling mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Disease, Fearful. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 5000 cp.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears a simple green robe with violet stripes complete with hood. He keeps his copper crest in a flapper bob. His fierce red eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Ostracized due to the martial powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Dragonborns became a terror of the countryside. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Bonds: Adventurer, Religious, Rich. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 30 gp.

Description: He stands about 5'11" and dresses well, wearing green shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. He has silver hair. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his red eyes.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing dancing.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He has never given up on his dancing dream.

Motivation: To protect his home; and retire the richest man in the south

Ideals: Joker, Artistic. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 700 sp. Obsidian (15 gp).