Description: This petite short woman is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. She wears a simple white robe with blue stripes complete with hood, marred by beers. Her golden hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: She will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken her opponents. Despite her formidable combat skills she remains a coward. She dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. Her biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her father and mother. Her father taught her the rudiments of the Spice Merchant arts, while her mother instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Her father was a soldier and died while she was still young. Stacee was left her father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. She routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 100 sp.

Description: This eastern man is abnormally tall. He is typically in his Tailor uniform. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His chestnut hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His ears are large.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: He got into the Tailor business at a young age. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized white coat. With a patchy black beard and wild black hair. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Calcitro grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He found a children's book about a Halfling Warlock who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature pickaxe.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Artistic, Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 80 gp.

Description: She appears as an extremely gaunt Tiefling, and stands approximately 5'11". She wears a black armored body suit, with a simple yellow line shooting up and back down, and her gloved hand is found clutching a morningstar. Her long silver hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: She likes to fabricate stories about her past exploits and how crazy she is, but in actuality she is rather bland. She disdains her fellow northerners, claiming they make her look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: She was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for her. It may also be what makes her so good at details. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to her current location. Unlike her family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, she wanted to work in the city. She has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: She is content.

Flaws: Mundane, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 390 gp. 1 Antitoxin.

Description: This northern woman's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, she slurs her words together. She is well dressed, but even with her fine clothing she looks run-down. Her red hair is braided into rings. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady green eyes.

Personality: Mialee speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. She is clearly well-traveled and educated. Further she is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: When she was but 3 years old her parents immigrated from the north. Mialee was born on a far northern desert where she grew up under the tutelage of her father, an expert Armorer. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: She doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes; and she feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Darkwood Shield.