Description: He wears brown leather gloves, a brown jacket, and tight pants, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'11" when asserting himself. He keeps his beige fur in a flapper bob. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are green.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when drow swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. 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 Healer. He tends to his Healer job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Revenge; and expand his business

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 70 gp. Deep blue spinel (600 gp).

Description: He wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates his frame. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He has red crest. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is mildly Dragonborn supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered singing. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insane, Racist, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 90 pp.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His auburn hair is braided into rings. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered music. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 500 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: This tall, slender man wears a black shirt with thin yellow vertical stripes and green pants. He sports a flattop crest cut. 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 has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Brewer who has hired him part-time. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Dragonborns.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Kriv was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Half-Elven activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Half-Elven doctor. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire; and half-elven compassion

Flaws: Insomniac, Insane, Racist. Bonds: Has a crush, Mentor. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: Silver pearl (60 gp). Peridot (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination, but does not cut a very imposing figure. She walks with a slouch but will stand straight to her full 3'1" when asserting herself. She has a long silver ponytail with little hanging trinkets. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: She likes to be helpful to her clients. She likes to prescribe proper advice to her clients. She spends most of her days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There she gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Tervaround was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. When she came of age, she joined a caravan that would eventually take her to the capital. She would practice along the way and, when she arrived, be apprenticed to a Weaver. She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature mace.

Motivation: Expand her business; and to be a apothecary again

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Mentor. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 140 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.