Description: This woman is bedraggled and starved. She wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with green lining and desert motifs. Her crest is red and very short. Her eyes are gold and she is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation she is generally quite perceptive. She notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. She is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in her opinion.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her father always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. Through the years after Antrara was born, her father became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Antrara's father didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. She left for the north, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and she made a deal with a demon which lead to her current lot in life, and she's becoming increasingly nervous about it

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: She is lean but muscular and wears blue leather gloves, a blue jacket, and tight pants. She wears a small hat to cover her moderate length auburn hair. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Ahinar isn't afraid of most anything. She has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. She also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her father always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. Ahinar liked to wander the woods near her home when she was young, something she still likes to do at least once a week. She never liked modest clothing or shoes, so she would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and she developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. After a long history of fighting, Ahinar and her spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: She wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and nothing but the best is good enough for her

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic, Greedy. Bonds: Has a crush, Nature. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 90 gp. Rose (70 gp).

Description: He wears a blue shirt, with a yellow mid length shorts with yellow tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He is portly but not overly obese. His long silver hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His eyes are amber.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: Oppleby was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Philantrophist, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 30 gp. Eye agate (10 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He has a large tan mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his grey robe. He has shaved his head bald. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of dire rats once and for all.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He took after his father in leading caravans. Because they were valued, his father taught him to defend himself. When his father died while fighting dire rats, the young Thamior began to lead the lost caravan. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Enemies, Religious, Family. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 600 sp. 1 Everburning torch.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears an entirely violet suit with white socks and a vest with buckled shoes. He keeps his chestnut hair in a pixie cut. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Being born in the west, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the west for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way north. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Mortician and was forced into it by his family; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 310 gp. 1 Alchemist’s fire.