Description: Her right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise she appears quite healthy. She likes to wear ponchos typically of a light black in addition to tight pants. She keeps her brown hair in a pixie cut. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: She is a sleazy, sleazy gal. She has no qualms about using her powers of suggestion to get people to do what she wants. She feeds upon the attention of others.

History: A child with a great deal of writing talent her parents made sure she got the chance to thrive. She was an apprentice working in her father's forge. She tends to her Dyer job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations she has.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. He sports a long auburn beard, and similarly colored long hair. This amber eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Corkitron's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. 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: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. 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 has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Impeccable, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Family. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 70 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 is dressed in a clean yellow cloak covering her clean studded leather. Her head has been shaved. Her eyes are likewise brown.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Eva isn't afraid of most anything. She has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Half-Elven unity. She uses divination through singing.

History: She was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. Her psionic abilities were realized during a raid on her village. She left for the west, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for her; and she feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 250 gp.

Description: She wears a red vest with golden trim over her white shirt. Her grey leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and her red boots flare out at the collars. Her attire stands in sharp contrast to her lance, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a butterfly on it. Her red hair is cut short. Her eyes are blue.

Personality: She tends to agree with only herself unless someone else's opinion sounds like she can profit from it. She tries to control her temper but she can't always stop herself from what she feels what must be done. She has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a woman enough she will sell her own mother. Money is her most trusted friend.

History: She was raised in a island tribe. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a ruined castle. She would wander through that ruined castle 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. Myria took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up lance and armor she uses now. Some 5 years later her spouse died after the birth of her daughter. Heartbroken, Myria never married again. Instead she focused her life to raising her daughter whom she trained as her mother had trained her before.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is her passion; and she has money and likes to spend it

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Nature, In love, Adventurer. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 20 gp. Carnelian (50 gp).

Description: This woman wears light armors faded through time and improper care. She is muscular with a powerful set of arms. Her golden hair is well kept. Her green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She considers herself a woman of culture and sophistication. She likes a good challenge to her wits. She will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Her father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted her to inherit them. 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 is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Insane, Impulsive. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 80 gp.