Description: He has a missing left leg. He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Shepherd. He has no hair. His violet eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Thradal isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Dwarven unity. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Thradal was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Ostracized due to the druidic powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Dwarves became a terror of the countryside. Some 10 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Thradal never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Mentor, In love. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 220 gp.

Description: Her right side is far more bruised and cut up than her other. She wears a black tunic with grey highlights, and long white pants that bunch up around her shoes. With bright brown hair. Her eyes are gray and beady.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating she would invite many more into her home than her spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. She keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to her own.

History: She got into the Stylist business at a young age. Her family was turned out during the war. She and her family wandered south to less war torn lands. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, PTSD. Bonds: Job, Guardian. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 200 sp.

Description: This late middle aged man is dressed in earthy colors with a brown and black handkerchief worn on his left side and is in decent physical shape. His cinnamon fur has been sun bleached extensively. His green eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: Gifted from a young age, Left-Handed studied abroad. Like his mother and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Weaver. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: Regain custody of his daughter; and to be a courier again

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Addict, Secretive, Insane. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears a brown shirt, with a white mid length shorts with white tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. His brown hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his father. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Barrister.

Motivation: Expand his business; and to be a carter again

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insane, Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: She wears blue robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a flail, but if one is not available she will default to her hand crossbow. Her skin is fair and her fingers are delicate and long. Her brown hair is knotted and matted. Her eyes are likewise gray. Her teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk she knows how to make people feel guilty. More though she will beg to come along on any journeys. She will attempt to stowaway on any ship she can in the hopes that it will get her further away.

History: She was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family Her parents died when she was young, and she was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Roywyn grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Roywyn. She has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: She will attempt to ambush and attack anyone she thinks she can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, she will try to sell them to her slave-trader contact; and she possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Criminal record. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 80 gp.