Description: She wears a fancy green dress. Her attire stands in sharp contrast to her longsword, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a cross on it. Her silver hair is lengthy. Her gold eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: She is quiet and unassuming. She ignores others and carries on with her job unassumingly. She does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of brigands may trigger it at times.

History: Nemeia hails from a village terrorized by brigands. After coming to the age of reason, Nemeia took it upon herself to study the druidic arts in their entirety; because of this, she was labeled a dark omen and banished from her homeland. Recently the stress of being a Dyer has made it difficult for her to sleep.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 220 gp.

Description: She wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. She is physically well-built. Her crest, while still mostly silver, has prominent grey streaks. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.

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 all her life been fascinated with music.

History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. From her teen years she was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on her. Unlike her family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, she wanted to work in the city. She has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To end her boredom; and she is content

Ideals: Philantrophist, Artistic. Flaws: Mundane, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 300 sp. Coral (90 gp).

Description: This younger middle-aged man is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright pastel and violet, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems, and a wedding ring on his right hand. His red fur is kept up in a ponytail inside a wide-brimmed hat. His eyes are a pleasant green.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Miller. He has worked as a Miller like his father before him.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, In love, Job. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 40 gp. Red spinel (70 gp).

Description: She is typically in her Mercenary uniform. She has wavy silver hair. Her silver eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: She thrives on attention. She does whatever is in her power to gain the attention of whomever she deems a fit date. She does not believe in violence as a means to an end. She is a dedicated Mercenary but believes her peers are too gung-ho.

History: She was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. She was one of the best in her class, and was picked up by her current employer. She quickly showed her capability and was soon promoted to a head role. She has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and expand her business

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Addict, Mundane. Bonds: Job, Attractive. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 30 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp).

Description: He wears a blue tunic with white highlights, and long tan pants that bunch up around his shoes. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his pickaxe, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a card on it. He has no hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: Jabbie hails from a village terrorized by illithids. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Jabbie took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up pickaxe and armor he uses now. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to illithids demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: To unite with his brother; and many illithids want him driven away

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Enemies, Nature, Family. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 10 pp.