Description: This woman wears grey robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a falchion, but if one is not available she will default to her lance, and sports empty pouches on her belt. Her white hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: Stoic and calm, she prefers to meditate than take action. She is underhanded and not above using her wealth and body to get others to do her bidding.

History: She got into the Miner business at a young age. Being born in the west, she completed her medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. She returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. She was a general practitioner in the west for years, until she, through no fault of her own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal she made her way north. She has achieved small success as a Miner.

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

Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Family. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 5000 cp.

Description: She does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when she can avoid it. Her attire stands in sharp contrast to her spear, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a skull on it. Her silver hair is lengthy. Her amber eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food she seems plenty friendly. She is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: She was born in the east, but her parents moved at a very young age to the west. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Jacoba fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She feels that her past leaves her morally obligated to help; and she has comitted a past crime that haunts her to this day

Ideals: Philantrophist, Logical, Fighting. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 50 gp.

Description: This slender woman stands about 6'7". She does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when she can avoid it. She keeps her copper crest in a flapper bob. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady gold eyes.

Personality: Calm and collected, she is a well trained Shoemaker. She cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: She was born several months after her father was called into army service. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Dragonborns in the west were limited. She ran away from her former home and has been making her living as a Shoemaker for the past few years.

Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Shoemaker responsibilities is difficult; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 5000 cp. Sardonyx (30 gp).

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears a green shirt with thin pastel vertical stripes and black pants. His crest is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His red eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Nithther took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up pickaxe and armor he uses now. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Nature, Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 80 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His golden hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He has hazel eyes.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Bowyer arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Guardian, Slave. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 70 pp.