Description: This fat western woman has a bulbous nose and is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. Her skin is also unnaturally pale. Her blonde hair is greasy and uncared for. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.

Personality: Lia speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. She is clearly well-traveled and educated. She pushes her goals aggressively. She is also a coward if confronted.

History: She was raised by priests from a young age. Her mother was very strict, and drilled into her lessons on being the perfect lady. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Lia fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She feels threatened by others.

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 80 gp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: This woman is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers her face most of the time. She has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized emerald on her right hand. She has done her best to style her blonde hair to look like a famous performer. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from her. She is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Half-Elf in existence. Her temper goes off on the smallest of things. She tends to lash out at those around her.

History: From birth she was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. While she appears to be a normal Half-Elf, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and money/treasure

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Mentor. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 400 gp. Solid gold idol (300 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A 5'11" southern man, he wears skinny pants and wears a black and grey robe with the hood down. He has moderate length brown hair. His eyes are white and catlike.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. A gifted student he started as a Doctor, but he got bored and became a Miner. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and wants to raise his children well

Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Job, Family, Criminal record. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Antitoxin. 3 Smokesticks. 4 Holy water.

Description: He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He carries with him a set of longswords, each one with a ruby on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His golden hair is greasy and uncared for. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: Born in the north to a Sellsword, Corkitron learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He worked as a nervous Sellsword and found it very stressful. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and an old rival family wants him found

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Family, Job. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 100 sp.

Description: He typically wears tan cloth garments or leather armor. He carries with him a set of maces on his belt, each one with a amber on the hilt. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His eyes are blue and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. His first spouse was a Server, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Gimble fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To unite with his sister.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Military, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 400 gp.