Description: She typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep grey leather and dull white iron scale mail, but does not cut a very imposing figure. She walks with a slouch but will stand straight to her full 4'1" when asserting herself. She has a very tight haircut. Her blue eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: She is quiet and unassuming. She ignores others and carries on with her job unassumingly. She is accommodating to her spouse and as such limits her hospitality. She is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven herself a capable leader.

History: Born in the south to a Herbalist, Eldeth learned a great deal about her mother's area of expertise. At a young age both her parents were killed in an accident. Her uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took her in and had her trained in basic self defense. One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Persistence. Bonds: Job, In love, Criminal record, Military. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 1000 cp.

Description: This malnourished woman dresses like a well dressed Barkeep does. Her fur is yellow and curly. Her fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: She takes her job very seriously, in part because she fears she cannot get a new one. She invented a lineage for herself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: She was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. She dropped out of school before completing her studies. She tends to her Barkeep job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations she has.

Motivation: Expand her business; and to reunite with her old friends

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. With bright red hair and a scraggly beard. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: A child with a great deal of singing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Dwarven conditions. Now he works as a singing tutor during his time off.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Gifted, Artistic, Logical. Flaws: Racist, Mundane. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep grey leather and dull blue iron scale mail. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His hazel eyes peer out from beneath his wide-brimmed grey hat.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Uraim is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He got into the Armorer business at a young age. Uraim was born on a far western desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Armorer. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Justice, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 40 gp.

Description: This malnourished man wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His hair is short and brown. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Crown-heir but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Orthog grew up listening to his father's many stories. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Dwarven companion (his 'brother'). He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Impeccable, Pacifist. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee.