Description: The dark-skinned woman stands 5'3" and very much looks the part of a Dilettante. Her blonde hair is knotted and matted. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: She hates drow. She views them as having robbed her home of its proper glory. She is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: When she was but 8 years old her parents immigrated from the east. When she came of age, she joined a caravan that would eventually take her to the capital. She would practice along the way and, when she arrived, be apprenticed to a Dilettante. Due to her spouse's obsession with being a Mortician they were divorced and she won custody of their son. She worked as a Dilettante, and she later adopted a second son.

Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg; and her relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Logical. Bonds: Job, Enemies, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 1 Healer’s kit.

Description: He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His fur is yellow and curly. His hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. 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: Trail was raised in a hard working conservative environment. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature hammer.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and expand his business

Bonds: Adventurer, Religious, Family, Job, Rich. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a tattered pair of loose black pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His crest is brass and curly. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island 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 island due to the painful memories there. Nadarr took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up quarterstaff and armor he uses now. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He's in love; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Passionate, Justice. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 1100 sp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He is in excellent shape and is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His white fur is kept up in a ponytail inside a Stetson hat. His skin is flawless and his blue eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Bather arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted, Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: She wears a brown vest with golden trim over her white shirt. Her green leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and her brown boots flare out at the collars. She has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. She wears her brown hair up. Her eyes are likewise blue. Her teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: She misses her glory days as an athlete. She does not mind her job, but it is boring in comparison. She also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: A child with a great deal of painting talent her parents made sure she got the chance to thrive. While she appears to be a normal Human, 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 is untrained/undisciplined, which makes her dangerous.

Motivation: Wants a kiss.

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Has a crush. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 40 pp.