Description: This woman wears baggy violet pantaloons and a blue scarf. She is muscular with a powerful set of arms. She keeps her blonde hair in a pixie cut. Her hazel eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: She is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as she rather likes the sound of her voice. Her demeanor is somewhat feminine. She is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes her no end of embarrassment.

History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. As a young adult she joined a group advocating for an improvement in Half-Elven conditions. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: She is terrified, and will act out of fear; and dwarven compassion

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Forgetful, Racist, Fearful. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears dull tan sweaters, loose yellow pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed glaive, just in case, and is pretty ugly. His auburn hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His ears are large.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He takes great joy in being the best Fortune-teller in town.

History: He was born at the edge of vast island. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He has achieved small success as a Fortune-teller.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions.

Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Job, Nature, Religious. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 70 gp.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears brown robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a bow, but if one is not available he will default to his warhammer. His fur is orange, silky, and of moderate length. He has hazel eyes and a brown hat with a violet feather.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Marry his brother to traveling adventurers; and money/treasure

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. With a patchy brown beard and wild brown hair. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. Tharivol was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Tharivol decided he wanted neither the life of his father nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Flaws: Antagonistic, Secretive. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Criminal record, Religious. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 100 sp. Malachite (9 gp).