Description: She wears many layers of old clothing at all times. She carries with her a set of sickles on her belt, each one with a jet on the hilt. Her top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. Her blue eyes are slightly larger than normal.

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 Dwarf in existence. Her philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. She has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Justice, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His hair is long and auburn with streaks of black, and is pulled back with small violet clips. His beard is black, braided, and well cared for. He has gleaming, smiling hazel eyes.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. 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 served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He bought a ceremonial dagger and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Nature, Military. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 120 gp. Azurite (16 gp). 1 Banded mail.

Description: A 5'7" western man, he wears professional attire. His golden hair is smooth and relatively long. His half smiles and green eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Soveliss was born on a far western desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Mayor. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Sculptor.

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Shy, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 60 gp.

Description: He has a missing left arm. He is dressed in earthy colors with a tan and red handkerchief worn on his left side. His hair, while still mostly blonde, has prominent grey streaks. His gray eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He takes his job very seriously, in part because he fears he cannot get a new one. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. Like his mother and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Mortician. He has never given up on his writing dream.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and balancing his hectic life and new mortician responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Opinionated, Artistic, Athletic. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 4000 cp. Azurite (11 gp).

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He wears baggy brown pantaloons and a grey scarf. His black hair and beard is wavy and long. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. The war was a terrible time for him, and Frederick does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Flaws: Ugly, Cynical, Depressed. Bonds: Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 800 sp. 1 Banded mail.