Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he is dressed in an above average manner. His crest is scarlet and very short. His red eyes peer out from beneath his feathered black hat.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Scribe hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Hirrathak fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Regain custody of his son; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 70 gp.

Description: She wears well tailored gowns and hats with beautiful decoration. She is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. She carries a battered club and tarnished crossbow as well. Her fur is gray, silky, and of moderate length. Her hazel eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: She tends to agree with only herself unless someone else's opinion sounds like she can profit from it. She tries to control her temper but she can't always stop herself from what she feels what must be done. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Trail is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Since her mother passed away years ago, her father had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: She is greedy; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Server

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 50 gp. Chrysoberyl (120 gp).

Description: A 5'3" eastern woman, she wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. She has moderate length white hair. Her blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Quiet and reserved she prefers to listen than to talk. She will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. She dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. Her biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: Her arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. After coming to the age of reason, Althaea took it upon herself to study the arcane arts in their entirety; because of this, she was labeled a dark omen and banished from her homeland. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Gnomish artifacts is her passion; and she wants to meet her childhood hero

Ideals: Logical, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 290 gp.

Description: This western man is abnormally tall. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His brown hair is unkempt and raggedy. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Interpreter born in the past three hundred years. A true patriot, Dayereth would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Dayereth was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Interpreter. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Interpreter for the past few years.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor, Job, Military. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 130 gp.