Description: This man is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized aquamarine on his left hand. His crest, while still mostly bronze, has prominent grey streaks. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 80 gp. Hematite (6 gp).

Description: With tan face paint in a stripe pattern across her face, she wears a green armored body suit, with a simple brown line shooting up and back down. She has moderate length copper crest. Her eyes are likewise gold.

Personality: She swings through moods quickly. One moment she is cool and collected, the next she is carried away by passions. A friendly and beautiful Dragonborn, she is rarely seen without a few beauties around her arms. Though a playboy in all rights, she is no lame duck.

History: Thava was born into a poor family. Growing up, she dreamt of becoming a Druid, to bring honor to her family’s name. When she came of age, she applied for a position with her town's local guard, looking to work her way up via merit and eventually become a Druid in service of a powerful lord somewhere. 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. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Halfling artifacts is her passion.

Ideals: Passionate. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 160 gp.

Description: Her left side is far more bruised and cut up than her other. She wears well tailored gowns and hats with beautiful decoration. She is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. She has moderate length black hair. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines brown.

Personality: She does not care much for physical appearances, nor does she care much for other people. She does however care about what she wants and getting it. Her actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as she answers to a power that mortal women fail to acknowledge.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. In her 10th year, her parents were killed by a goblins raid, leaving Jarsali alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, she was adopted. 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: Several ex partners dislike her way of doing things and want revenge.

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Religious, Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 1000 cp. Banded agate (13 gp).

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears a white shirt with thin green vertical stripes and black pants. His brown hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He is mildly Half-Orc supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: Shump hails from a village terrorized by giants. Being born in the west, 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 west 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 south. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Tiefling people; and to unite with his brother

Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Fearful. Bonds: Enemies, Family. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: Just what you see.