Description: A woman with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. She wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. She wears a top hat to hide her balding. Her amber eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: She fancies herself a trickster and likes to rely on her wits to carry the day. She cares for her older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. She has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Nagrette was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. She always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. When her spouse passed she lost her only source of income but claims to her sons to still be retired.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Seamstress and was forced into it by her family; and to unite with her sister

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Family, Mentor. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He usually wears his brown robe and has his mace always slung over his shoulder. His chestnut hair has been sun bleached extensively. His fierce gray eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Gimurt lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.

Motivation: To unite with his sister; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Immigrant, Family, Rich. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 140 gp.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a robe, a symbol of the sun god around his neck, and a mace on his belt. He wears a broad hat to hide his balding. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are white.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Tiefling conditions. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and a strong sense of loyalty to dragonborn people

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive, Racist. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 240 gp. 1 Breastplate.

Description: She tends to wear a black poncho over her likewise colored trousers and shirt. She has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. Her small hat is riddled with cuts and holes. Her gold eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

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. She moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep her interest for a month it is impressive.

History: The child of a Brewer, who enjoyed hunting, Akra was taken on many hunting expeditions. Akra was born on a far northern forest where she grew up under the tutelage of her father, an expert Spy. She left for the north, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: To reunite with her absent father; and wants to raise her children well

Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Nature, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: Just what you see.