Description: She is a paragon of her species. She is larger and stronger than most Dwarves. Her skin is light but she possesses many black ritualistic tattoos. She wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). She sports black long hair. She wears a mask on her face.

Personality: She is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. She has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: Born in the north to a Beggar, Falkrunn learned a great deal about her mother's area of expertise. Her mother was a mechanic, and taught her how to fix just about anything. She struck the Beggar job and began her own company from there.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Beggar and was forced into it by her family; and balancing her hectic life and new beggar responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 20 gp.

Description: This western woman is abnormally tall. She does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when she can avoid it. Her whole body is exceptionally muscular. She keeps her long white hair kept up in a rat tail. She has green eyes.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating she would invite many more into her home than her spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. She is a bit of a macho woman and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Valida took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up sword and armor she uses now. Unlike her family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, she wanted to work in the city. She has been working here for the past few years.

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

Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 5000 cp.

Description: A woman of a pale complexion, she dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. She has styled her black hair well, parting it to the left. Her half smiles and brown eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: She is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, she's a very lovable idiot. The war was a terrible time for her, and Nedda does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.

History: She was born in the north. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Halflings in the north were limited. She left for the north, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: She loathes her own lifestyle.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 1500 sp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: This malnourished woman wears dark leathers with embroidery. She has a long brown ponytail with little hanging trinkets. Her hazel eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: She is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. She spends most of her days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There she gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a large cave. She would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Enna took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up sai and armor she uses now. She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature sai.

Motivation: She wants to meet her childhood hero; and she's looking for her big break

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 70 gp.