Description: This fat northern woman has a bulbous nose and wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. Her skin is also unnaturally pale. Her silver hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a clover scrunchie. She is baby faced.

Personality: While she acts the brute, she is far gentler than she would appear. She refers to her adoptive mother for almost all things she is unsure about, which are numerous. She is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Margery was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. Being born in the north, she completed her medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. She returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. She was a general practitioner in the north for years, until she, through no fault of her own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal she made her way south. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Margery fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Regain custody of her son.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Mentor. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 500 sp. 1 Masterwork Artisan’s tools.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His silver hair is matted, messy, and big. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady green eyes.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: His arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Ostracized due to the arcane powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Half-Elves became a terror of the countryside. He has taken up work as a Ploughman and fed both sides of the war false information with the goal of increasing casualties.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Gifted, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, PTSD. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 30 gp. Lapis lazuli (6 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He dresses in black turtlenecks beneath a yellow coat with blue slacks. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his kukri, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a card on it. His bronze crest has been sun bleached extensively. His red eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing poetry.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered poetry. Some 9 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Tarhun never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister; and marry his sister to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Artistic, Fighting. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: In love, Family. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 20 gp.

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears long strands of sapphire and short tan dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths, and is pretty ugly. His blonde hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He has amber eyes and a tan hat with a white feather.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of dire rats may trigger it at times.

History: Born in the west to a Fortune-teller, Ahvain learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He has achieved small success as a Fortune-teller.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he wants revenge against dire rats

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Enemies, Job. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: Chalcedony (30 gp).