Description: This woman is tall and muscular. She likes to wear ponchos typically of a light green in addition to tight pants. She has wavy gold crest. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: Prone to second guessing herself, she comes off as nervous. She enjoys reading and quiet.

History: When she was but 8 years old her parents immigrated from the east. 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. Tatyan took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up hand crossbow and armor she uses now. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 1000 cp. Amber (90 gp). 1 Buckler.

Description: This man wears dull black sweaters, loose yellow pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed falchion, just in case. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized amber on his left hand. He keeps his bronze crest in a pixie cut. He has red eyes.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. A true patriot, Kiirith would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Dragonborns in Kiirith's homeland. Kiirith decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he is greedy

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Rich, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Server

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: Red garnet (130 gp).

Description: This man is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He has done his best to style his red hair to look like a famous performer. His eyes are amber and catlike.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. A serious injury left his father unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm father. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Joker, Impeccable. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Debt. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She is lean but muscular and very much looks the part of a Slave Trader. Her black hair is lengthy. Her face is full, her cheeks are rosy, and she always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in her hazel eyes.

Personality: She is business-like. She takes instructions and follows them to the letter. She is obsessed with her god.

History: Born in the south to a Slave Trader, Helgret learned a great deal about her father's area of expertise. When Helgret reached her early adolescence her Dwarf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. She became a Slave Trader soon after.

Motivation: She is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs.

Ideals: Professionalism. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Religious, Military. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: Hematite (14 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: She is a physically imposing dark-skinned woman. She wears suspenders and red workpants. Her shirt is green, and she wears a heavy red leather apron most of the time. Her silver hair is knotted and matted. Her face is full, her cheeks are rosy, and she always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in her hazel eyes.

Personality: She loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from her. She is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Halfling in existence. She keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to her own.

History: Pearl was born into a poor family. Growing up, she dreamt of becoming a Bard, 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 Bard in service of a powerful lord somewhere. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Shepherd hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature greataxe.

Motivation: She has passion for adventuring and risk; and obtaining odd cultural dwarven artifacts is her passion

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 600 sp.