Description: A thin woman, she clearly needs to put on some weight, but she still has a lot of muscle. She is well dressed, but even with her fine clothing she looks run-down. She has a very tight haircut. Her amber eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. She uses divination through singing.

History: Born in the east her family was never financially stable. She always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. Unlike her family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, she wanted to work in the city. She has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: She is content; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Addict, Mundane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 260 gp. Onyx (30 gp). Eye agate (6 gp). Moss agate (6 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He is lean but muscular and wears a blue vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His tan leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his blue boots flare out at the collars. He has a long blonde beard with little hanging trinkets. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break.

Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Glassblower

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

Possessions: 300 sp.

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His blonde hair is braided into rings. His green eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Fallond embodies much of what other species detest in the Dwarves. A true patriot, Fallond would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Crown-heir arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Dwarven conditions. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Dwarven compassion; and a strong sense of loyalty to dwarven people

Flaws: Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Rich. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 900 sp. 1 Silk rope.

Description: He wears green robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a halberd, but if one is not available he will default to his sword. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His chestnut hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a small hat. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his painting with anyone who is interested.

History: A child with a great deal of painting talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. His first spouse was a Bounty Hunter, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He has never given up on his painting dream.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 200 sp. 1 Average lock.

Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He typically wears brown cloth garments or leather armor. His silver hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: Dworic was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Warlock, 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 Warlock in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 260 gp. 5 Acid flasks.