Description: This northern woman wears a green cloak and cross-gartered grey stockings. Her clothes are grease stained in places. Her crest, while still mostly green, has prominent grey streaks. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: She is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. She also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. She has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Daar 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. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Soapmaker hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and she feels threatened by others

Flaws: Insomniac, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears an entirely green suit with pastel socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His long white hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with singing. He constantly tries to fill his life with singing. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when drow swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: A deep hatred of drow.

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Bonds: Rich, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Server

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 90 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: She is a mite stocky and is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright grey and violet, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. Her blonde hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a feathered hat. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.

Personality: She believes there is no problem she cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. To her fellows she is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her mother always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. Her mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted her to inherit them. She ran away from her former home and has been making her living as a Knight for the past few years.

Motivation: Someone believes her a fraud; and obtaining odd cultural dwarven artifacts is her passion

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Enemies, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with blue colored cloaks and clothing. He has dyed his greying white hair a little too much giving a sharp white color. His half smiles and gray eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Half-Elven culture. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Through the years after Aerdeth was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Aerdeth's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To unite with his brother; and marry his brother to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Racist, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This eastern woman is wearing a long, pastel, dusty cloak. Her clothes are grease stained in places. Her orange fur is thinning but still full. Her face is full, her cheeks are rosy, and she always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in her copper eyes.

Personality: Five is a sociable creature first and foremost. She loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. She can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. She misses her home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: Born to a Glassblower, her mother struggled to pay the bills. Her father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but she insists her father was legitimate. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: She is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs; and her religion dominates her actions

Ideals: Extrovert. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Attractive, Religious, Adventurer. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: Just what you see.