Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He has no hair. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep brown.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Traki was raised in a hard working conservative environment. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and to be a layabout again

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 10 pp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (200 gp).

Description: This fat northern woman has a bulbous nose and wears a red shirt, with a brown mid length skirt with brown tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. Her skin is also unnaturally pale. Her silver hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. Her eyes are brown and she is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: She is filled with cunning. She likes to feign weakness letting people think she is weak. She is cautious and jumpy. She reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: She was born into a rich family. While she appears to be a normal Halfling, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: She feels threatened by others; and money/treasure

Flaws: Ugly, Secretive, Fearful, Insane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 800 sp. Carnelian (80 gp).

Description: She is generally shirtless and showing off her tattooed chest. She has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to her abundance of muscles. With bright chestnut hair. Her amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She acts crazy and hedonistic. She is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: Theirastra was raised in a hard working conservative environment. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the north were limited. She became a Unemployed soon after.

Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Unemployed responsibilities is difficult; and her religion dominates her actions

Flaws: Hedonist, Shy. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 50 gp.

Description: She wears many layers of old clothing at all times. Her golden hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation she is generally quite perceptive. She notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. She has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: Trained by her father for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. Her father was a soldier and died while she was still young. Ilde was left her father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. She is untrained/undisciplined, which makes her dangerous.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and she feels threatened by others

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Insomniac, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: Just what you see.