Description: This woman is tall and muscular. She wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized black coat. Her red hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. Her red eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She speaks before she thinks and is too direct. She has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: She was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. She was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. She never won. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.

Motivation: She is greedy; and she has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Athletic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 230 gp.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Half-Elves. His skin is light but he possesses many tan ritualistic tattoos. He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. He sports a flattop hair cut. His violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the east. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Efferil is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Gifted from a young age, Efferil studied abroad. While he appears to be a normal Half-Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Pacifist, Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Disease, Insane. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 2 Antitoxin.

Description: She wears a brown costume with the symbols of the sun god on her torso. Her skin is fair and her fingers are delicate and long. Her silver hair, when down, is lengthy. Her hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: She has schizophrenia that causes her to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. A fanatic, her devotion to her small selection of gods is unquestionable. She claims to be doing their will and will base all her actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Balifra was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her mother was employed at, doing general labor. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Mason hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Mason.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Mason and was forced into it by her family; and to unite with her brother

Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Religious, Poor, Job, Family. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 400 sp. Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp).

Description: A middle-aged woman, she wears a robe, a symbol of the four houses of cards around her neck, and a falchion on her belt, and is pretty ugly. She has white hair. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.

Personality: She is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. She constantly seizes attention wherever she goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. She likes to think of herself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Her father was very strict, and drilled into her lessons on being the perfect lady. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Lerissa fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down.

Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 100 gp.