Description: Her right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise she appears quite healthy. She prefers to wear grey pants and tee shirts. She has shaved her head bald. Her face is scarred and worn.

Personality: She runs her personal life as if detached from it. She organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits she will get from it. She also is a firm believer in the womanly ideal.

History: The child of western immigrants she idolized her mother. Her mother was very strict, and drilled into her lessons on being the perfect lady. She left for the west, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for her.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish, Impulsive. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 50 gp. Chrysoprase (60 gp).

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He dresses in brown turtlenecks beneath a violet coat with brown slacks. He sports a long white beard, and similarly colored long hair. His gray eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Balimaar was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. His first spouse was a Carpenter, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He bought a warhammer and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, Mentor, Family. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 600 sp.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Half-Elf, and stands approximately 5'9". He is typically in his Guard uniform, and his gloved hand is found clutching a mace. He has styled his white hair well, parting it to the left. His brown eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Guard. He tends to his Guard job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Addict, Selfish. Bonds: Job, Religious. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 700 sp. Golden pearl (50 gp).

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He tends to wear a large grey jacket. His auburn hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: He got into the Herbalist business at a young age. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Halfling activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Halfling doctor. He tends to his Herbalist job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

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

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Racist. Bonds: Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: Just what you see.