Description: A plain young-adult woman, she wears a simple black robe with tan stripes complete with hood. Her silver hair is unkempt and raggedy. Her eyes are likewise green.

Personality: She is a melancholic, but persistent worker. She resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. She does not believe in violence as a means to an end. She is a dedicated Fortune-teller but believes her peers are too gung-ho.

History: Grai was born into a poor family. Growing up, she dreamt of becoming a Paladin, to bring honor to her family’s name. When she came of age, she applied for a position with her town's local guard, looking to work her way up via merit and eventually become a Paladin in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Grai abandoned her home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. She survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. She did whatever it took for her to survive. She has dedicated herself to building a better world.

Motivation: To reunite with her old friends.

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 270 gp. A roughly beaten golden orb (30 gp). 1 Banded mail.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized grey coat. His brown hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His eyes are likewise amber. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of gnolls may trigger it at times.

History: Gimurt was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. At a young age his mother died while driving off some gnolls. His father being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in morningstar use. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: A deep hatred of gnolls.

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears a brown vest and prefers yellow and black shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. He wears a feathered hat to cover his moderate length auburn hair. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Miller who has hired him part-time. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: His divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His father disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his father, he was betrayed dozens of times. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Has a crush, Family. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 6000 cp. 1 Masterwork studded leather.

Description: This man is very fat, and wears black trousers with white and tan striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. His black crest is knotted and matted. His red eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Quarethon grew up listening to his father's many stories. While he appears to be a normal Dragonborn, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Insane. Bonds: Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 1 Magnifying glass. 1 Masterwork Thieves’ tools. 1 Bullseye lantern.

Description: This man stands a little under 2'11" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His hair is red and very short. He has a dull look in his amber eyes.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He saw the violence of war and the aftermath so he converted to religion and dedicated himself to non-violence.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy, PTSD. Bonds: Nature, Religious. Occupation: Server

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 300 sp.