Description: Her right side is far more bruised and cut up than her other. She wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with top hat. Her hair is short and silver. Her eyes are brown and beady.

Personality: She is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. She loves her children and doesn't want them to worry about her. She loves to share her painting with anyone who is interested.

History: Falkrunn lived on a farm with her father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Falkrunn liked to wander the woods near her home when she was young, something she still likes to do at least once a week. She never liked modest clothing or shoes, so she would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and she developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Family, Nature. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 10000 cp.

Description: This man stands a little under 6'2" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His bronze crest is matted, messy, and big. His red eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Kaladan will drive conversation. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: Kaladan was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the south.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Extrovert, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 1000 sp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: A woman with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. She wears brown robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a quarterstaff, but if one is not available she will default to her hammer. Her fur is brown, silky, and of moderate length. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this western gal figured out how to best use her charms to convince people to do what she wants. She keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to her own.

History: A studious child she never was much for a social life, not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out. She always admired psionic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. She hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Half-Elf, and stands approximately 5'7". He wears a yellow Stetson hat and yellow clothes, and his gloved hand is found clutching a warhammer. His silver hair is heavily combed to the right. His eyes are hazel.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 9 years.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Nature, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 20 gp. Golden pearl (60 gp). 2 Thunderstones.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He is dressed in a clean black cloak covering his clean studded leather. His crest is short and bronze. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: When he was but 3 years old his parents immigrated from the south. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Sethrekar grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Sethrekar. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Flaws: Insomniac, Depressed, Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 1000 cp.