Description: With white face paint in a stripe pattern across her face, she wears a red tunic with grey highlights, and long white pants that bunch up around her shoes. She is bald on top and has large brown tufts of hair around her ears. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines hazel.

Personality: Calm and collected, she is a well trained Miner. She has all her life been fascinated with writing.

History: Harriet lived on a farm with her father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. A gifted student she started as a Bowyer, but she got bored and became a Miner. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: She is wracked by social anxiety; and obtaining odd cultural dragonborn artifacts is her passion

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 380 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (12 gp). Red spinel (110 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: With black face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. His silver hair is braided into rings. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when giants swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Revenge; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 60 gp.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears grey trousers with violet and green striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. His hair is brown and curly. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines violet.

Personality: He has schizophrenia that causes him to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: Trym was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Adept, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Adept in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Tabaxi companion (his 'brother'). He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 1 Healer’s kit.

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 likes to wear black tank tops with pastel pants. He keeps his black crest in a pixie cut. His red eyes peer out from beneath his top black hat.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Pandjed took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up bastard sword and armor he uses now. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Mentor, Nature. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 140 gp. 1 Breastplate.