Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He wears a tattered pair of loose brown pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He wears his red hair up in a very large beehive style do. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. While he appears to be a normal Dwarf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. After a long history of fighting, Elaim and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Slave, Religious. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 300 sp. Citrine (50 gp). 1 Average lock.

Description: She stands about 4'1" and is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright brown and green, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. Her right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. Her hair, while still mostly black, has prominent grey streaks. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep brown.

Personality: She resents people who mock her appearance or her, so she has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. A true patriot, Marastyr would do anything for her country. She is fiercely protective of her fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Trained by her mother for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. Her homeland was ravaged by war and she spent much of her life rebuilding it. She has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Performer. She hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: Wants her loneliness to end; and she's attracted to the pc

Flaws: Ugly, PTSD. Bonds: Rich, Military, Has a crush. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 20 gp.

Description: This slender woman stands about 5'3". She is typically in her Guard uniform. Her blue hair is still thick. She wears an eyepatch.

Personality: She is business-like. She takes instructions and follows them to the letter. When she's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, she's doing poetry.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. She has had some formal poetry training, and achieved minor success. She struck the Guard job and began her own company from there.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Professionalism, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Religious. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: Deep green spinel (80 gp).

Description: She tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with her rolled up shirt sleeves this gives her a very relaxed look. She carries with her a set of tridents on her belt, each one with a jet on the hilt. Her brown hair is cut short. Her amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help her friends. She considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. She is underhanded and not above using her wealth and body to get others to do her bidding.

History: A studious child she never was much for a social life, not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out. Ovak liked to wander the woods near her home when she was young, something she still likes to do at least once a week. She never liked modest clothing or shoes, so she would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and she developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Ovak fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She wants to meet her childhood hero; and meet up once more with her childhood friend

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 500 sp.