Description: She wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. Her attire stands in sharp contrast to her lance, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a cross on it. Her gold crest is lengthy and is close to two feet long. Her face is full, her cheeks are rosy, and she always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in her gold eyes.

Personality: A grumpy gal she will invite people to lunch so she can critique them. Yet she still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. 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: Furrele was born with her father's beautiful face. Since her father passed away years ago, her mother 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 has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: She feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world; and retire the richest woman in the south

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Philantrophist, Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. His hair is short and purple. His red eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Tiefling in existence. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: Born in the north to a Blacksmith, Thamuz learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way west. He has worked as a Blacksmith like his father before him.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and regain custody of his son

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Family. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 6000 cp.

Description: A woman with a cold, calculating air about her, she is well dressed, but even with her fine clothing she looks run-down. Her hair is auburn, silky, and of moderate length. Her eyes are a pleasant gray.

Personality: She is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. She also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. She lacks moral complications. She does what she is told to by employers but not much else. She spends her money on whatever she fancies at the time.

History: A powerful necromancer made her what she is. She has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to her frivolously. She's also a talented Laborer, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Bonds: Attractive, Job, Mentor, Rich. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 600 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a tight fitting violet shirt and pants. His silver hair and beard is wavy and long. His ears are large.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. Through the years after Erevan was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Erevan's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He bought a ceremonial dagger and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Shy. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 4000 cp.