Description: She is a small woman, but exceptionally fit. She wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. She sports white long hair. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: She can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. She can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Her parents died when she was young, and she was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Bethrynna grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Bethrynna. She has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and seeks redemption

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: She stands about 6'0" and wears a green armored body suit, with a simple brown line shooting up and back down. Her left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. She keeps her long brown hair kept up in a rat tail. Her half smiles and red eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

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. A fanatic, her devotion to her small selection of gods is unquestionable. She claims to be doing their will and will base all her actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. Since her father passed away years ago, her mother had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.

Motivation: She has a rivalry with the Church that dominates her actions.

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 250 gp. Rose (30 gp). Moss agate (7 gp). Silver pearl (100 gp). 1 Chain shirt.

Description: A stocky darker skinned woman, she wears a white shirt, with a brown mid length skirt with brown tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. Her long white hair reaches down to her waist. She wears an eyepatch.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Stacee isn't afraid of most anything. She has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Halfling unity. 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 grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. When Stacee reached her early adolescence her Halfling father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: She feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: In love, Military. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 60 gp. 1 Antitoxin.

Description: He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a brown coat. He is portly but not overly obese. His lavender fur is matted, messy, and big. This amber eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Dwarven culture. He is ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: A child with a great deal of music talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Crown-heir

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

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He has a large black mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his blue robe. He has no crest. His eyes are likewise gold. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Dragonborns.

History: He is a Hag in disguise. While he appears to be a normal Dragonborn, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Insane. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: Just what you see.