Description: She wears a brown armored body suit, with a simple blue line shooting up and back down. She wears a colorful flower in her golden hair. She has brown eyes.

Personality: She is a very philanthropic person; she spends her free time working at various soup kitchens. She is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Sarah was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her mother was employed at, doing general labor. 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 routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and dragonborn compassion

Ideals: Philantrophist, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 1900 sp.

Description: She wears dull white sweaters, loose pastel pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath her sweater she keeps a concealed kukri, just in case. She carries a battered club and tarnished kukri as well. Her hair, while still mostly white, has prominent grey streaks. Her violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: She's a bit of a prankster. She knows she is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. She loves teas. She is very sensitive about her face. To blow off anger she lifts weights and to control her otherwise explosive temper she works out a lot.

History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. Her childhood dream was to be a Farmer, but she was a colossal failure. She has achieved small success as a Apothecary.

Motivation: Expand her business; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Military, Job. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 300 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: She is a small woman, but exceptionally fit. She wears violet leather gloves, a violet jacket, and tight pants. Her white hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: She is highly sensitive about her name. She loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. A friendly and beautiful Half-Elf, she is rarely seen without a few beauties around her arms. Though a playboy in all rights, she is no lame duck.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Her mother disappeared, and while she tried to raise money to find her mother, she was betrayed dozens of times. 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: Find a way to reverse the transformation of her brother.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Family. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He prefers to wear white pants and tee shirts. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. He wears his brown hair up in a very large beehive style do. His gray eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson white hat.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: He got into the Sellsword business at a young age. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Halflings in the east were limited. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and expand his business

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: Sard (40 gp).