Description: This exceptionally lanky woman is dressed in a clean green cloak covering her clean studded leather. Her crest, while still mostly silver, has prominent grey streaks. Her red eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food she seems plenty friendly. She spends most of her days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There she gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: She was born several months after her mother was called into army service. She was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. She left for the east, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: She has passion for adventuring and risk; and she's in love

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Adventurer, Military, Immigrant, Has a crush. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he is dressed in a clean tan cloak covering his clean studded leather. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His gray eyes peer out from beneath his feathered tan hat.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. When Caeldrim reached his early adolescence his Elf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and to be a spice merchant again

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Has a crush, Military, Job. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 600 sp. Hematite (13 gp).

Description: She wears a green armored body suit, with a simple white line shooting up and back down. She is portly but not overly obese. She has done her best to style her rusty crest to look like a famous performer. She has gold eyes and a green hat with a white feather.

Personality: She is happy with her job as a Dyer. She turns her eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. She has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. She struck it rich when she found rare goods in large quantities. She has achieved small success as a Dyer.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Job, Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 110 gp. 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: She prefers to wear flannel. She has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. Her red crest, when down, is lengthy. Her gold eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: She misses her glory days as an athlete. She does not mind her job, but it is boring in comparison. She has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: Trained by her father for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. When Burana reached her early adolescence her Dragonborn father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. She has been saving her money to try and buy her sister's freedom.

Motivation: She would like to get married and retire; and to reunite with her absent father

Ideals: Athletic, Justice. Bonds: Military, Family, Has a crush. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 60 gp.

Description: This fat western man has a bulbous nose and usually wears his yellow robe and has his shield always slung over his shoulder. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His chestnut hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Slave Trader who has hired him part-time. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He was born in a small forest village. Thamior liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He bought a shield and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He's in love.

Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Forgetful. Bonds: Has a crush, Nature. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 42000 sp. 1 Masterwork studded leather.