Description: She wears a shirt that is too small, which lets her gut show, with a ratty green coat over it. She carries a battered crossbow and tarnished lance as well. Her crest is bronze and curly. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: The woman has a huge range of feeling. She will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how she will be a better person from this day on. She always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove her into the Dyer business.

History: She was born in the north. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. She left for the north, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Emotional. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. He is wearing a tight grey one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape, marred by teas. With bright red hair and a scraggly beard. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Armorer. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: He got into the Armorer business at a young age. While he appears to be a normal Dwarf, 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. He has achieved small success as a Armorer.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Disease. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 140 gp. Red garnet (60 gp).

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He has a very tight haircut. His hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Morkral isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Dwarven unity. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 120 pp.

Description: This late middle aged man wears a tattered pair of loose grey pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs and is in decent physical shape. He wears a Stetson hat to cover his moderate length silver hair. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Flaws: Insane, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 20 gp. Brown-green garnet (70 gp).

Description: He wears suspenders and green workpants. His shirt is white, and he wears a heavy green leather apron most of the time. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his lance, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a rose on it. His crest is short and bronze. His eyes are likewise gold. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his father. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature lance.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is his passion; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 70 gp.