Description: A middle-aged woman, she wears tattered old clothes, and is pretty ugly. She wears her hair in dreadlocks. She wears an eyepatch.

Personality: She is happy with her job as a Sculptor. She turns her eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. She is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of her. She is by nature obliging.

History: She got into the Sculptor business at a young age. A freak accident while working with her Stableman mother left her crippled. She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature monstrous two handed axe.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and expand her business

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Disease. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 60 pp.

Description: This southern woman is abnormally tall. She is dressed in an above average manner. Her whole body is exceptionally muscular. Her hair is black and curly. Her eyes are brown and catlike.

Personality: A grumpy gal she will invite people to lunch so she can critique them. Yet she still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. She is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Half-Elves.

History: She was born in the south, but her parents moved at a very young age to the north. Traulam was born on a far southern forest where she grew up under the tutelage of her mother, an expert Fisher. She used her abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: Half-Elven compassion; and she's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: She is a pot bellied western woman with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. She wears just a black suit. Her chestnut hair is long and unkept. She has green eyes.

Personality: She is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of her strength. She works very hard to maintain that gentleness. She tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: The child of western immigrants she idolized her father. Silgre was born on a far western plains where she grew up under the tutelage of her father, an expert Detective. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A plain young-adult man, he does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His brown hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Thoradin is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was raised in a island tribe. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: To unite with his brother; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Nature, Family. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 160 gp.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a green coat. He has white hair. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Mayor who has hired him part-time. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Cressel took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up axe and armor he uses now. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant, Has a crush, Nature. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 6000 cp. Golden pearl (80 gp). 2 Thunderstones.