Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His brown hair is smooth and relatively long. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. 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 daughter.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Through the years after Valafar was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Valafar's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and doesn't want to be a architect and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Family, Religious. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 120 gp. Chrysoberyl (80 gp).

Description: This malnourished man wears a black top hat and black clothes. His long silver hair reaches down to his waist. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. The war was a terrible time for him, and Barfa does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Barfa was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Paladin, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Paladin in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He struck the Dyer job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Flaws: Antagonistic, Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Military, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 40 gp.

Description: He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He wears a colorful flower in his red crest. His half smiles and red eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and seeks redemption

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Architect

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: A 6'0" eastern woman, she is well dressed, but even with her fine clothing she looks run-down. Her brown hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a cross scrunchie. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines amber.

Personality: She has always had a great fascination with Human culture. Her home and work are filled with various knick knacks she has acquired through the years. She cares a great deal for her adopted teenage daughter.

History: Myev hails from a village terrorized by gnolls. Her father was a mechanic, and taught her how to fix just about anything. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Regain custody of her daughter; and doesn't want to be a weaver and was forced into it by her family

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Racist. Bonds: Family, Enemies. Occupation: Weaver

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

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, she wears just a green suit. Her dark red hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a Stetson hat. Her eyes are a pleasant red.

Personality: She is a jovial happy person, but she is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. She disdains her fellow southerners, claiming they make her look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Ronwe was born into a poor family. Growing up, she dreamt of becoming a Aristocrat, to bring honor to her family’s name. When she came of age, she applied for a position with her town's local guard, looking to work her way up via merit and eventually become a Aristocrat in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Ronwe was born on a far southern forest where she grew up under the tutelage of her father, an expert Assassin. Since then, she has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: She wants to meet her childhood hero; and obtaining odd cultural human artifacts is her passion

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 500 sp. Chalcedony (30 gp).