Description: She is an attractive woman, lean and moderately muscular. She wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized blue coat. With wild auburn hair. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Cocky and sure of herself, she believes she is the best Guard born in the past three hundred years. A true patriot, Leshanna would do anything for her country. She is fiercely protective of her fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. A gifted student she started as a Marshal, but she got bored and became a Guard. She inherited the family business which she has now maintained for 11 years.

Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg.

Bonds: Attractive, Job, Military, Rich. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 2000 cp.

Description: He is an average looking western male in his early mid-life. He likes to wear black tank tops with green pants. He has dyed his greying brass crest a little too much giving a sharp brass color. He has gleaming, smiling gold eyes.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Weaver business.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. 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: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Joker, Persistence. Bonds: Nature, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 400 gp. Golden yellow topaz (900 gp).

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his nunchaku with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His black crest, when down, is lengthy. His gold eyes peer out from beneath his small green hat.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Ildrex isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Dragonborn unity. He is a great chef.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Mayor work with an outfit from a few towns over. Mayor work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He tends to his Mayor job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 3000 cp. 1 Antitoxin.

Description: This western man wears red painted combat armor at almost all times. His clothes are grease stained in places. His moppish blonde hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: The child of western immigrants he idolized his father. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Halflings in the west were limited. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions.

Ideals: Opinionated. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 20 gp.

Description: He dresses in tan turtlenecks beneath a blue coat with white slacks. He wears his red hair up in a very large beehive style do. His eyes are amber and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. 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. Suhnae took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up falchion and armor he uses now. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by goblins. Suhnae was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the goblins.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Mundane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 100 gp. Sard (20 gp). Bloodstone (20 gp).