Description: This western woman's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, she slurs her words together. She wears a brown coat over a blue low-cut shirt, and a Stetson hat upon her head. Her red hair is heavily combed to the left. This hazel eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: She is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as she rather likes the sound of her voice. Her demeanor is somewhat feminine. Her home and work are filled with various knick knacks she has acquired through the years. She cares a great deal for her adopted teenage son.

History: She was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. Her first spouse was a Shoemaker, they had one son, but her spouse won total custody. Without her spouse to temper her she grew out of control. When her spouse passed she lost her only source of income but claims to her sons to still be retired.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and an old rival family wants her found

Ideals: Optimist, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 40 gp.

Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears dull red sweaters, loose brown pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed falchion, just in case. His blonde hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His amber eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Watson 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. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Watson took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up falchion and armor he uses now. 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 wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Dilettante

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

Possessions: 200 sp. 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. She wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with pastel lining and desert motifs. She has moderate length yellow fur. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady yellow eyes.

Personality: She goes out her way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one she won't accept into her heart. She also has developed a complete distrust of the Stableman profession.

History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. After coming to the age of reason, Serpent took it upon herself to study the divine arts in their entirety; because of this, she was labeled a dark omen and banished from her homeland. She was granted divine powers by her dying sister.

Motivation: Expand her business.

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 80 gp. 3 Smokesticks.

Description: She is lean but muscular and wears a robe, a symbol of death around her neck, and a axe on her belt. Her hair is greying and her face has many wrinkles. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: She hates Half-Elves with a passion. As such she is filled with self loathing. She seeks to pay back kindness whenever she gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip she always seeks to do solids for her friends.

History: Hadwisa was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her father was employed at, doing general labor. As a young adult she joined a group advocating for an improvement in Half-Elven conditions. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Hadwisa fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and elven compassion

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (300 gp).

Description: He is an average looking northern male in his early mid-life. He wears a blue cloak and cross-gartered tan stockings. His chestnut hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his violet eyes.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He uses divination through singing.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.

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

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted, Impeccable. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 2400 sp. Smoky quartz (60 gp). 6 Acid flasks. 4 Alchemist’s fire. 3 Antitoxin.