Description: This late middle aged woman tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with her rolled up shirt sleeves this gives her a very relaxed look and is in decent physical shape. Her white hair is greasy and uncared for. Her eyes are green.

Personality: She is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help her friends. She considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. She disdains her fellow southerners, claiming they make her look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her father and mother. Her father taught her the rudiments of the Bowyer arts, while her mother instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. She found a children's book about a Half-Orc Aristocrat who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. She modeled her life after the story, seeing herself destined a hero. She has became unsatisfied with her lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: She wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and meet up once more with her childhood friend

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Greedy. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 40 pp. Zircon (60 gp).

Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She wears green trousers with brown and black striped suspenders. She wears various colorful collared shirts. Her purple hair has been sun bleached extensively. Her half smiles and white eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: She is a Healer first and foremost. She believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. She uses her nature as a weapon; she likes to lead opponents to think her in distress.

History: When she was but 3 years old her parents immigrated from the west. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a large cave. She would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Markosian took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up hammer and armor she uses now. She struck the Healer job and began her own company from there.

Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Healer responsibilities is difficult; and she'd like to take her coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Job, Nature. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 150 gp. Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (300 gp). 2 Smokesticks.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His chestnut hair is lengthy. His blue eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Half-Elves.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Drogo grew up listening to his father's many stories. 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 Gardener. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Gardener for the past few years.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Dragonborn people; and to be a marshal again

Flaws: Shy, Racist. Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 400 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (600 gp). Solid gold idol (500 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (500 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a robe, a symbol of magic around his neck, and a monstrous two handed axe on his belt. His silver hair has been sun bleached extensively. His gray unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Ar-Beka's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of dire rats once and for all.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Ar-Beka has worked very hard to control his curse. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by dire rats. Ar-Beka was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the dire rats.

Motivation: He wants revenge against dire rats; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 700 sp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.