Description: She is a mite stocky and wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. Her crest is brass, silky, and of moderate length. She wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

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. She will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: Havilar was born with her father's beautiful face. Havilar was born on a far southern plains where she grew up under the tutelage of her father, an expert Mason. She left for the south, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: To prove her worth to the world.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Philantrophist. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 110 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: This man wears a worn and beaten armor. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized emerald on his right hand. His brown fur is heavily combed to the right. He has several tiny emerald earrings on each ear.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 190 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: She prefers to wear black pants and tee shirts. She is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly daggers and clubs. She wears a Stetson hat to hide her balding. She has gold eyes.

Personality: Her tongue was cut out and she uses sign language. She is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Nemeia grew up listening to her father's many stories. As a very small child her family refused to pay dues to a local crime lord, who ordered them killed. Her mother, a somewhat powerful mage sought to protect her and cast a teleportation spell that whisked her away. Due to her spouse's obsession with being a Armorer they were divorced and she won custody of their daughter. She worked as a Locksmith, and she later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: A rival would like her out of the picture; and to unite with her sister

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Criminal record, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 140 gp.

Description: He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He carries with him a set of tridents on his belt, each one with a topaz on the hilt. His hair is long and chestnut with streaks of red, and is pulled back with small violet clips. His beard is red, braided, and well cared for. His eyes are likewise green. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Nim isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Half-Elven unity. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Nim is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born in the south to a Armorer, Nim learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Armorer work with an outfit from a few towns over. Armorer work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: To be a Servant again; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Justice, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 200 sp.