Description: She is a paragon of her species. She is larger and stronger than most Dwarves. Her skin is light but she possesses many grey ritualistic tattoos. She wears a brown vest and prefers grey and green shirts. Her boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. Her white hair is well kept. She has gleaming, smiling violet eyes.

Personality: Stoic and calm, she prefers to meditate than take action. Her brief stint in the army gave her the idea she was invincible and that she is the toughest woman alive.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Her childhood dream was to be a Interpreter, but she was a colossal failure. She has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Shepherd.

Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it; and expand her business

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Rich, Job. Occupation: Shepherd

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

Possessions: 80 pp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His golden hair, when down, is lengthy. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Fargrim was born with his mother's beautiful face. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Slave. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 80 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: Her skin is bronze and flawless. She dresses like a well dressed Mortician does. She is an epitome of beauty. Her moppish blonde hair is in a traditional bowl cut. Her face is full, her cheeks are rosy, and she always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in her blue eyes.

Personality: She cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with her opinion, she thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, she can get violently argumentative. She cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Roywyn was born the youngest of three triplets. Her mother disappeared, and while she tried to raise money to find her mother, she was betrayed dozens of times. She has since lost track of the people in her past.

Motivation: To unite with her sister; and find a way to reverse the transformation of her sister

Ideals: Opinionated, Philantrophist. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Family. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 3 Alchemist’s fire. 1 Everburning torch. 2 Thunderstones. 2 Tanglefoot bags.

Description: He is an average looking western male in his early mid-life. He wears brown robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a monstrous two handed axe, but if one is not available he will default to his shortspear. His fur is gray and very short. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: He got into the Ploughman business at a young age. His childhood dream was to be a Mortician, but he was a colossal failure. He struck the Ploughman job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Adventurer, Attractive, Job. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Her left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise she appears quite healthy. She is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. She keeps her long white hair kept up in a rat tail. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: She believes there is no problem she cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. A true patriot, Ahinar would do anything for her country. She is fiercely protective of her fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: She comes from a rich northern family. In her 18th year, while out on a day-trip, she returned to find her hometown burning and destroyed. She found her father impaled in their home, and her mother beheaded. She saw the woman who walked out, and charged her in a blind rage. The woman easily evaded and defeated her, leaving her to live broken and terrified. One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: She is wracked by social anxiety; and she has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Rich. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 100 gp. Chrysoberyl (110 gp).