Description: This woman is tall and muscular. She is dressed in earthy colors with a yellow and brown handkerchief worn on her left side. She has wavy white hair. 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 exudes charisma. She is a tour de force of persuasion. She is harsh and unforgiving.

History: She was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. While she appears to be a normal Half-Elf, 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: To share knowledge with the world; and she's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 800 sp. Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp).

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He tends to wear a green poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. His brown hair is smooth and relatively long. His eyes are white.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When Forcas reached his early adolescence his Tiefling father 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. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by brigands. Forcas was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the brigands.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Enemies, Military. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 60 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp).

Description: She is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. She is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing black cape and mantle trimmed with soft brown waves gently in the breeze. Beneath her clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. Her gold crest is singed and shortened. She has several tiny amber earrings on each ear.

Personality: She considers herself the protector of her home. She feels this is her duty and calling. She does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for her. She lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: She comes from a rich southern family. She struck it rich when she found rare goods in large quantities. She was forced to fight in gladiatorial arenas alongside her partner. They became the best of friends and one day they managed to break out together and then went their separate ways.

Motivation: To protect her home.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Slave, Guardian. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: Red garnet (60 gp).

Description: This tall, slender woman sports white clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. Her head has been shaved. Her ears are large.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Lavinia will drive conversation. She also is a firm believer in the womanly ideal.

History: She was born several months after her father was called into army service. She moved from fad to fad and when she turned 15 she discovered dancing. She has never given up on her dancing dream.

Motivation: To prove her worth to the world.

Ideals: Extrovert, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 90 gp. Jet (160 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.