Description: She is a physically imposing light-skinned woman. She wears a blue shirt with thin brown vertical stripes and white pants. Her brown hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. Her blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

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 a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her father always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. Before the accident, she was one of the most outspoken anti-Half-Elven activists. She was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Half-Elven doctor. She has been saving her money to try and buy her sister's freedom.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Half-Elven people; and obtaining odd cultural half-elven artifacts is her passion

Flaws: Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 90 pp. 4 Smokesticks. 7 Acid flasks. 4 Tanglefoot bags.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what she was had she not made sure her armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit she wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized grey coat. Her hair is brown and curly. She has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.

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 cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Finellen was orphaned to a temple shortly after her birth. She was raised by the temple staff to care always for others above herself and to hold her god always in her heart. 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 has a rivalry with the Church that dominates her actions.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (120 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (500 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (500 gp).

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. He is an epitome of beauty. His auburn hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He is baby faced.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Barkeep business.

History: Aust hails from a village terrorized by gnolls. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Barkeep hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Many gnolls want him driven away; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Enemies, Poor. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His white hair is heavily combed to the right. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was born in the north. His childhood dream was to be a Bowyer, but he was a colossal failure. He has worked as a Cook like his father before him.

Motivation: Regain custody of his son; and to reunite with his absent father

Ideals: Joker, Logical. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Job, Family. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a chocolate of some kind. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle, marred by chocolates. His hair is auburn and curly. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage daughter.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. Being born in the east, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the east for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Bricklayer they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Ruler, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Ruler and was forced into it by his family; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Military. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 300 sp.