Description: She wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. She has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to her abundance of muscles. Her silver hair is braided into rings. Her green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: She is fixated on the number 76. 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 has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her father and mother. Her father taught her the rudiments of the Mason arts, while her mother instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. 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. After months of barely getting by, Rosalind managed to ambush a major caravan with a load of valuables. Instantly wealthy, she made her way to the capital under a new identity.

Motivation: She made a deal with a demon which lead to her current lot in life, and she's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and she is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Flaws: Disease, Insane, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, Debt. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: White pearl (140 gp). Obsidian (15 gp). Bloodstone (60 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: This malnourished man wears a brown vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His grey leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his brown boots flare out at the collars. He wears his chestnut hair down. He is baby faced.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: He was born in the north. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and he seems to be bored by most things

Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Slave, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: Banded agate (12 gp). Azurite (12 gp).

Description: A hulking woman with gigantic muscles, she wears a tattered pair of loose white pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. Her moppish blonde hair is in a traditional bowl cut. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are amber.

Personality: She hates Halflings with a passion. As such she is filled with self loathing. 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: From birth she was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Her father was a mechanic, and taught her how to fix just about anything. One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Dragonborn compassion; and nothing but the best is good enough for her

Ideals: Impeccable, Persistence. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Poor, Mentor. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 6000 cp.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. She is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing white cape and mantle trimmed with soft black waves gently in the breeze. She wears a feathered hat to hide her balding. Her amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She has always had a great fascination with Tiefling culture. She is skeptical of what others tell her and is slow to trust.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. She struck it rich when she found rare goods in large quantities. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Harriet fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Shy. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 100 sp. Coral (130 gp).