Description: She is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. She dresses well, wearing black shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. Beneath her clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. She has dyed her greying green crest a little too much giving a sharp green color. Her gold eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She believes there is no problem she cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. She is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories she has discovered

History: Savaran was born the youngest of three triplets. Her first spouse was a Layabout, they had one son, but her spouse won total custody. Without her spouse to temper her she grew out of control. When her spouse passed she lost her only source of income but claims to her sons to still be retired.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and her relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Persistence, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Family. Occupation: Server

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 100 gp. 4 Alchemist’s fire.

Description: This malnourished woman wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally she sports a pastel coat. Her gray fur is still thick. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady amber eyes.

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 keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to her own.

History: She was born on a small isolated farm. Her father took her hunting and taught her how to get in the mind of other creatures. Since then, she has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and to reunite with her absent father

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 3100 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: She is an average looking eastern female in her early mid-life. She is dressed in an above average manner. She wears a wide-brimmed hat to hide her balding. She wears a mask on her face.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Sorath embodies much of what other species detest in the Tieflings. She passes on several rewards to people in need. She makes a point to leave places better than she found them.

History: She was born in the east, but her parents moved at a very young age to the north. She went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. After a long history of fighting, Sorath and her spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: She is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs; and her religion dominates her actions

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with feathered hat. She cuts an attractive figure and her suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. Her chestnut hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. Her skin is flawless and her violet eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: She will rave to anyone who will listen. She feeds upon the attention of others.

History: She was born several months after her mother was called into army service. Her homeland was ravaged by war and she spent much of her life rebuilding it. She is untrained/undisciplined, which makes her dangerous.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Insane, PTSD. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 8000 cp.

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. She has dark red hair. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She barks her statements quickly and with little fuss. She prefers small words and is at her heart utilitarian. Further she is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her mother. While she appears to be a normal Tiefling, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Insane, Terse, Addict. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 400 gp.