Description: A woman with a friendly, welcoming air about her, she wears suspenders and black workpants. Her shirt is tan, and she wears a heavy black leather apron most of the time. Her hair is greying and her face has many wrinkles. She is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: She thrives on attention. She does whatever is in her power to gain the attention of whomever she deems a fit date. She will do just about anything if she becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this she is easily convinced.

History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. When Lezre reached her early adolescence her Half-Orc mother 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. She has since lost track of the people in her past.

Motivation: Meet up once more with her childhood friend; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Military, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 700 sp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: She is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Roofer. Her auburn hair is heavily combed to the left. 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 a very philanthropic person; she spends her free time working at various soup kitchens. Animals are drawn to her, and she is able to talk to them.

History: She got into the Roofer business at a young age. There was a wharf not far from home where she often wandered off to fish. Recently the stress of being a Roofer has made it difficult for her to sleep.

Motivation: She is content; and to end her boredom

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Mundane. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 2300 sp. 1 Masterwork Heavy wooden shield.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears a brown vest and prefers violet and brown shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He wears a broad hat to hide his balding. His eyes are green and beady.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. While he appears to be a normal Dwarf, 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. Some 8 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Kilvar never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Flaws: Ugly, Forgetful, Insane. Bonds: Job, In love. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 1 Banded mail.

Description: He stands about 4'3" and wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. He sports a flattop hair cut. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: This man loves painting and to teach people painting more than just about anything. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 5000 cp. Star rose quartz (80 gp).