Description: This woman is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of her veins is visible when she is not flexing. Her shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for her due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. Her red hair is braided into rings. She is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: She is fixated on the number 100. She counts her steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. She seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. She disdains her fellow northerners, claiming they make her look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. From her teen years she was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on her. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Hlin fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 390 gp.

Description: She wears a tight fitting black shirt and pants. Her white hair is knotted and matted. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are gold.

Personality: She does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. She would rather hide behind her crafts than deal with other people.

History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. She inherited a moderately successful company from her father. Under her leadership it has flourished, and using capital from her venture she effectively owns an entire region. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.

Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it; and money/treasure

Ideals: Justice, Artistic. Flaws: Shy, Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Server

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His hair is short and black. His eyes are amber and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: Lance was raised in a hard working conservative environment. A serious injury left his father unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm father. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 8 years.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Flaws: Disease, Impulsive. Bonds: Rich, Job, Debt. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: Moss agate (5 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 4'10" when asserting himself. He keeps his auburn hair in a flapper bob. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Butcher who has hired him part-time. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing music.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Artistic. Bonds: Has a crush, Criminal record, Adventurer. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 50 pp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This late middle aged woman wears bulky black painted plate armor and is in decent physical shape. Her long brass crest is drawn into a two foot long braid. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

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 accommodating to her spouse and as such limits her hospitality. She is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven herself a capable leader.

History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. While she appears to be a normal Dragonborn, 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. Some 3 years later her spouse died after the birth of her daughter. Heartbroken, Ruloth never married again. Instead she focused her life to raising her daughter whom she trained as her father had trained her before.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: In love, Military. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 160 gp.