Description: A woman with a friendly, welcoming air about her, she is dressed in a clean black cloak covering her clean studded leather. Her auburn hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a wide-brimmed hat. Her half smiles and amber eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: She dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the north. 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 to a criminal king-pin and mafia family As a very small child her family refused to pay dues to a local crime lord, who ordered them killed. Her mother, a somewhat powerful mage sought to protect her and cast a teleportation spell that whisked her away. When her spouse passed she lost her only source of income but claims to her sons to still be retired.

Motivation: She desires power and/or immortality; and she's looking for her big break

Ideals: Pacifist. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 310 gp.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His hair is cut close to his head. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. Like his father and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Engraver. He came across an abandoned tomb where he found a relic that called out to him. After picking it up he was cursed by a spirit.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Shy, Impulsive. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 20000 cp. 4 Thunderstones. 4 Antitoxin.

Description: A woman with a warm, jovial air about her, she wears a brown tunic with tan highlights, and long grey pants that bunch up around her shoes. She has slicked back silver hair. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating she would invite many more into her home than her spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. She has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: She was born on a small isolated farm. Being born in the east, she completed her medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. She returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. She was a general practitioner in the east for years, until she, through no fault of her own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal she made her way south. Due to her spouse's obsession with being a Knight they were divorced and she won custody of their son. She worked as a Mortician, and she later adopted a second son.

Motivation: Marry her brother to traveling adventurers; and she's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Fearful, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, Family. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 600 sp.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His chestnut hair is singed and shortened. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are violet.

Personality: Dalgal is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. 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: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 70 gp. 1 Silk rope.

Description: He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. He is physically well-built. His brown hair is greasy and uncared for. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered west to less war torn lands. During his travels, Elaim and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Elaim discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Elaim fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and obtaining odd cultural elven artifacts is his passion

Flaws: Ugly, Cynical, Disease, PTSD. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 400 gp.