Description: This exceptionally lanky woman wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally she sports a green coat. She sports a flattop hair cut. This white eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: She barks her statements quickly and with little fuss. She prefers small words and is at her heart utilitarian. Around other people she will do her best to conceal her emotions and appear jolly.

History: She comes from a rich northern family. She sought a place where she would be rewarded solely on the merits of her skills. This search led her directly into Spice Merchant work with an outfit from a few towns over. Spice Merchant work suited her well, and with each successful project, she earned more gold and more respect from her peers. She has gone from town to town till she finds a spot where she can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and expand her business

Flaws: Terse, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 6000 cp.

Description: He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'4" when asserting himself. His brown fur is lengthy. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He is fiercely devoted to his mother, and views his mother's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating him from his legal half-sister.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Emerald was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Emerald fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To unite with his sister; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Military. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 4000 cp.

Description: A 6'8" southern man, he wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. His bronze crest has been sun bleached extensively. His red eyes peer out from beneath his top green hat.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Gorbundus was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. Gorbundus abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. During his travels, Gorbundus and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Gorbundus discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Gorbundus fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud.

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Poor, Enemies, Adventurer. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 1000 cp.

Description: She wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally she sports a green coat. Her attire stands in sharp contrast to her shortspear, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a butterfly on it. She keeps her dark red hair in a pixie cut. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: She is unhospitable to her core. Her small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. She passes on several rewards to people in need. She makes a point to leave places better than she found them.

History: Born in the north her family was never financially stable. Before the accident, she was one of the most outspoken anti-Dragonborn activists. She was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Dragonborn doctor. She hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 110 gp.