Description: He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. He carries with him a set of halberds on his belt, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. He has a white handlebar mustache and slicked back white hair. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his mother.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence, Entrepeneur, Gifted. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: An imposing woman with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, she is dressed in an above average manner. Her red hair is knotted and matted. She was beautiful and young once, which still shows through her age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: She loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. A true patriot, Sarah would do anything for her country. She is fiercely protective of her fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Sarah lived on a farm with her father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. When Sarah reached her early adolescence her Human father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. Due to her spouse's obsession with being a Junk Dealer they were divorced and she won custody of their son. She worked as a Marshal, and she later adopted a second son.

Motivation: An old rival family wants her found; and regain custody of her son

Ideals: Opinionated. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Family. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 60 gp. 1 Darkwood Shield.

Description: She is of a modest build and height, but she carries herself more imposing than she is. She is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Dilettante. Her brass crest, when down, is lengthy. Her gold eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: The woman has a huge range of feeling. She will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how she will be a better person from this day on. She seeks to pay back kindness whenever she gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip she always seeks to do solids for her friends.

History: She was born at the edge of vast forest. Before the accident, she was one of the most outspoken anti-Human activists. She was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Human doctor. She used her abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: She feels that her past leaves her morally obligated to help; and human compassion

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Emotional, Racist. Bonds: Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 90 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (300 gp). 1 Superior lock.

Description: 6'7" and muscular, this northern woman is dressed in an above average manner. Her crest is silver and curly. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: She is fixated on the number 10. She counts her steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. She seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. She also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: Havilar was born with her mother's beautiful face. While she appears to be a normal Dragonborn, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She is untrained/undisciplined, which makes her dangerous.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insomniac, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 300 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.