Description: Her right side is far more bruised and cut up than her other. She usually wears her tan robe and has her longsword always slung over her shoulder. Her hair is silver and curly. Her amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She has always had a great fascination with Human culture. She is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: Ridaro was born the youngest of three triplets. Being born in the north, 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 north 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. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and a deep hatred of giants

Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Family, Enemies, In love. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 2000 cp. Chrysoprase (30 gp).

Description: A thin woman, she clearly needs to put on some weight, but she still has a lot of muscle. She wears a tattered pair of loose black pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. Her hair is short and black. She has black eyes and a black hat with a brown feather.

Personality: She is a melancholic, but persistent worker. She resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. She takes great joy in being the best Fisher in town.

History: She was born in the north, but her parents moved at a very young age to the west. She worked as a nervous Fisher and found it very stressful. She left for the north, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: She is unsatisfied with her job; and balancing her hectic life and new fisher responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 360 gp.

Description: A plain young-adult woman, she very much looks the part of a Slave Trader. She wears a colorful flower in her black hair. Her amber eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: In the realm of puns, she cannot help herself. She feels obliged to make them. She has a small toy that she constantly fidgets with.

History: The child of western immigrants she idolized her mother. Like her mother and her brother before her, after school she went straight into learning to become a Slave Trader. She inherited the family business which she has now maintained for 2 years.

Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He is an average looking eastern male in his early mid-life. He wears a fancy white suit. His hair is brown and very short. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: Corkitron is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He was born in a small forest village. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 5 years.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things; and he is content

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Job. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 4000 cp.

Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He wears his chestnut hair up. He has a dull look in his blue eyes.

Personality: He hates orcs. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Gimurt is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to orcs demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Enemies, Nature, Slave, Family. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 80 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.