Description: This southern woman's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, she slurs her words together. She wears tattered old clothes. Her gold crest is matted, messy, and big. Her gold eyes peer out from beneath her Stetson green hat.

Personality: She is enamored with her job. She loves it. She likes the challenge and she likes helping those less fortunate than her. A true patriot, Vezera would do anything for her country. She is fiercely protective of her fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Vezera was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Her parents divorced when she was young, and her mother gained full cudstody. She was regularly beaten by her mother, who blamed her for driving them apart. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and balancing her hectic life and new dilettante responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Her left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise she appears quite healthy. She wears long strands of ruby and short grey dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. She has dyed her greying silver hair a little too much giving a sharp silver color. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: She does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. She is fiercely devoted to her mother, and views her mother's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating her from her legal half-brother.

History: She is a Yochlol in disguise. Williamina liked to wander the woods near her home when she was young, something she still likes to do at least once a week. She never liked modest clothing or shoes, so she would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and she developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. 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: To unite with her brother.

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Rich, Family, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Buckler.

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 is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Servant. His moppish white hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Servant. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. Nákra enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. He moved out west to avoid the crime he committed. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by drow, and he desires to right it; and balancing his hectic life and new servant responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Hedonist, Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Criminal record, Enemies. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 70 gp. Bloodstone (50 gp).

Description: An older man who wears a tan tunic with blue highlights, and long red pants that bunch up around his shoes, he is not a threatening figure. He wears his silver hair up. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with painting. He constantly tries to fill his life with painting. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Dabbledob grew up listening to his mother's many stories. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature hand crossbow.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire; and he's attracted to the pc

Ideals: Artistic, Fighting. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 120 gp. Iolite (40 gp).