Description: She is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing black cape and mantle trimmed with soft brown waves gently in the breeze. She is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly flails and maces. She has wavy bronze crest. Her gold eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Prone to second guessing herself, she comes off as nervous. She can't help but pocket interesting objects she comes across

History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to her current location. She has never given up on her writing dream.

Motivation: A rival would like her out of the picture; and she has comitted a past crime that haunts her to this day

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 80 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This exceptionally lanky woman wears a worn and beaten armor. Her black hair is thinning but still full. Her blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, she's a very lovable idiot. She invented a lineage for herself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. She has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to her frivolously. During her travels, Tervaround and her party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Tervaround discovered the rest of her party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Tervaround fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing her own horrible transformation.

Motivation: Her relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and find a way to reverse the transformation of her sister

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich, Family. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: This tall, slender man wears a brown shirt with thin blue vertical stripes and white pants. He sports a long white beard, and similarly colored long hair. His blue eyes peer out from beneath his feathered brown hat.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. He has had some formal dancing training, and achieved minor success. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor, Job. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 90 gp.

Description: She wears a red tunic with green highlights, and long brown pants that bunch up around her shoes. With wild chestnut hair. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: She is curt in most of her responses. She prefers to keep her word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. She is accommodating to her spouse and as such limits her hospitality. She is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven herself a capable leader.

History: She got into the Apothecary business at a young age. She always admired psionic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. She then took over the family business and is one of the better Apothecary for hire.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Elven people; and expand her business

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy, Racist. Bonds: In love, Job. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 300 sp. Deep green spinel (110 gp).

Description: This man prefers to wear flannel. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His brown hair is unkempt and raggedy. 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 envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. 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: Suhnae was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Greedy. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: Just what you see.