Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized red coat. Her hair is auburn and curly. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Barrister who has hired her part-time. She is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: She was born in the north. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Halflings in the north were limited. She has recently attracted an admirer that believes she's playing hard to get.

Motivation: She wants to get laid.

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Has a crush, Military. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 50 gp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: This woman is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of her veins is visible when she is not flexing. Her shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for her due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. Her golden hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a broad hat. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.

Personality: In the realm of puns, she cannot help herself. She feels obliged to make them. She is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: Gifted from a young age, Shautha studied abroad. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Shautha fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 230 gp.

Description: He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep brown leather and dull green iron scale mail. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His brown hair is smooth and relatively long. 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 extraordinarily eccentric. He is an amazing painter.

History: Duergath was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Dragonborn activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Dragonborn doctor. He was granted divine powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: Dragonborn compassion; and a strong sense of loyalty to dragonborn people

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Insane, Racist. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. He very much looks the part of a Server, marred by teas. His hair, while still mostly black, has prominent grey streaks. His brown eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Server born in the past three hundred years. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: He comes from a rich northern family. A freak accident while working with his Fletcher mother left him crippled. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Server and was forced into it by his family; and to unite with his sister

Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Job, Family, Rich. Occupation: Server

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 20 pp.

Description: This northern woman's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, she slurs her words together. She is wearing a tight green one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. She wears her brown hair down. Her gold eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She hates drow. She views them as having robbed her home of its proper glory. Flattery will make her almost putty in your hands.

History: Phelaia was born in the north. At a young age she loved to build and create. She became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. Being a Shipwright kept her interest for a while, but then she became depressed and bored. So she turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: She is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences her actions; and she has comitted a past crime that haunts her to this day

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Enemies, Criminal record. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 100 gp.