Description: A woman with a cold, calculating air about her, she prefers to wear flannel. She wears her black hair down. Her amber eyes peer out from beneath her feathered blue hat.

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 lacks moral complications. She does what she is told to by employers but not much else. She spends her money on whatever she fancies at the time.

History: Born in the east to a Dyer, Mara learned a great deal about her father's area of expertise. In her youth she was a Hunter, and wanted to be a champion fighter when she grew up. She was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives she lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. She saw the brutality and swore off her fighting aspirations, taking her younger brother on her back after seeing her parents die, and fled the country. She has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Dyer.

Motivation: Her religion dominates her actions; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, PTSD. Bonds: Job, Religious. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 200 gp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (100 gp).

Description: This petite short woman is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. She is well dressed, constantly wearing a blue suit, grey shirt, and brown tie, marred by teas. Her red hair is still thick. Her eyes are amber and beady.

Personality: She is quiet and unassuming. She ignores others and carries on with her job unassumingly. Around other people she will do her best to conceal her emotions and appear jolly.

History: She got into the Armorer business at a young age. As a very small child her family refused to pay dues to a local crime lord, who ordered them killed. Her mother, a somewhat powerful mage sought to protect her and cast a teleportation spell that whisked her away. She inherited the family business which she has now maintained for 10 years.

Motivation: Wants to raise her children well; and regain custody of her daughter

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Job, Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Armorer

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

Possessions: Eye agate (13 gp).

Description: A pudgy woman standing about 4'9" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing white cape and mantle trimmed with soft black waves gently in the breeze. She sports golden long hair. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: She dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the south. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Tomph is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: She was born in the south. Being born in the south, 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 south 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 since lost track of the people in her past.

Motivation: Her relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and to reunite with her absent father

Ideals: Pacifist, Justice. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 130 gp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: He wears green painted combat armor at almost all times. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His brass crest is thinning but still full. He is baby faced.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Kiirith embodies much of what other species detest in the Dragonborns. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Kiirith was raised in a hard working conservative environment. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered north to less war torn lands. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Assassin for hire.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic, PTSD. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: Red-brown spinel (110 gp).

Description: He dresses well, wearing blue shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

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 does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 240 gp. 3 Acid flasks.