Description: She is wearing a long, yellow, dusty cloak. She is physically well-built. She has styled her black hair well, parting it to the right. Her face is full, her cheeks are rosy, and she always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in her blue eyes.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food she seems plenty friendly. A fanatic, her devotion to her small selection of gods is unquestionable. She claims to be doing their will and will base all her actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. She went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. 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: She has comitted a past crime that haunts her to this day; and she is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: A pudgy woman standing about 3'9" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She wears a brown coat over a blue low-cut shirt, and a small hat upon her head. She wears a colorful flower in her black hair. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are brown.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Marastyr embodies much of what other species detest in the Dwarves. She is cautious and jumpy. She reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: She got into the Miller business at a young age. She has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to her frivolously. She has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg; and she has money and likes to spend it

Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Rich. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 160 gp.

Description: He wears suspenders and green workpants. His shirt is pastel, and he wears a heavy green leather apron most of the time. He carries a battered spear and tarnished warhammer as well. His crest is cut close to his head. His eyes are gold and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Gorbundus isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Dragonborn unity. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: Gifted from a young age, Gorbundus studied abroad. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 700 sp. Blue quartz (11 gp).

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his pickaxe with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He wears a broad hat to cover his moderate length silver hair. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was born at the edge of vast forest. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He bought a pickaxe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Regain custody of his daughter; and he made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it

Ideals: Joker, Professionalism. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Mentor. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 70 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.