Description: This woman is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of her veins is visible when she is not flexing. Her shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for her due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. Her white hair is matted, messy, and big. Her brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She hates Half-Elves with a passion. As such she is filled with self loathing. Eva is a bit of a follower. Usually she is manipulated by her sisters into helping them out, but recently she has become more of a free agent.

History: Eva was born the youngest of three triplets. As a young adult she joined a group advocating for an improvement in Half-Elven conditions. Due to her spouse's obsession with being a Mason they were divorced and she won custody of their son. She worked as a Glassblower, and she later adopted a second son.

Motivation: Wants to raise her children well; and an old rival family wants her found

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 40 gp.

Description: He wears a simple white robe with brown stripes complete with hood. His hair is black and curly. His brown eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. After coming to the age of reason, Hobart took it upon himself to study the arcane arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. 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: Wants to open a new tavern; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Gifted, Persistence. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 20 gp.

Description: He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He is physically well-built. He has dyed his greying copper crest a little too much giving a sharp copper color. His gold eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. The war was a terrible time for him, and Pandjed does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. He worked as a nervous Bounty Hunter and found it very stressful. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Military, Poor, Job. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 160 gp.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His golden hair is unkempt and raggedy. His eyes are hazel and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. Baern was born on a far southern plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Server. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

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

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Server

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 330 gp. 3 Smokesticks.