Description: A woman with a calm yet intense air about her, she usually wears her grey robe and has her club always slung over her shoulder. Her white hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. Her gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Prone to second guessing herself, she comes off as nervous. She is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories she has discovered

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. She graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. She advanced relatively quickly due to her good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. She eventually got the idea of being the protector of her homeland from reading books, and has made it her duty.

Motivation: To reunite with her old friends; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Military, Guardian, Adventurer. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man stands a little under 3'3" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His hair is brown and curly. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He uses divination through singing.

History: Curran lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Fortune-teller and was forced into it by his family; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Gifted, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 400 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his axe with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He has done his best to style his scarlet crest to look like a famous performer. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Mozikth wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Adept, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Mozikth took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up axe and armor he uses now. Some 7 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Mozikth never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions.

Ideals: Disciplined, Optimist. Bonds: In love, Religious, Nature. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: Pink pearl (100 gp).

Description: A stocky lighter skinned woman, she tends to wear a large brown jacket. Her chestnut hair is cut short. Her ears are large.

Personality: She is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. She is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: Eldeth lived on a farm with her mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. As a young adult she joined a group advocating for an improvement in Dwarven conditions. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: She loathes her own lifestyle; and regain custody of her son

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Lazy, Racist, Depressed. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Musical instrument.