Description: This eastern woman is abnormally tall. She is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of her physical features obscured. Her whole body is exceptionally muscular. Her blonde hair is still thick. Her gray eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from her. She is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Half-Orc in existence. She can't help but pocket interesting objects she comes across

History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Brilliant and gifted she never wanted to apply herself. She has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: A rival would like her out of the picture.

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 20 gp. A finely crafted rug of intricate, geometric designs worked with silver threading (20 gp).

Description: She stands about 3'0" and wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with red lining and desert motifs. Her right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. She has moderate length auburn hair. Her brown eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating she would invite many more into her home than her spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Nedda is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Nedda was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. Before the accident, she was one of the most outspoken anti-Human activists. She was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Human doctor. She used her abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Human people.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Justice. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 150 gp. Jet (90 gp). 1 Masterwork Heavy wooden shield.

Description: She wears dull tan sweaters, loose yellow pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath her sweater she keeps a concealed spear, just in case. She cuts an attractive figure and her suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. Her auburn hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. Her eyes are green and catlike.

Personality: She has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. She is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with her big mouthed big gutted partner. Her partner is her best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Reddlepop is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: Reddlepop was born in the north. At a young age she loved to build and create. She was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. She now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: Meet up once more with her childhood friend; and obtaining odd cultural dwarven artifacts is her passion

Ideals: Justice, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 40 gp.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Gnome, and stands approximately 3'3". He wears a tan tunic with brown highlights, and long white pants that bunch up around his shoes, and his gloved hand is found clutching a longsword. With a patchy white beard and wild white hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He refers to his adoptive mother for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way east. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Baker for the past few years.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Elven people; and expand his business

Flaws: Insomniac, Racist. Bonds: Family, Nature, Job. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 80 gp.