Description: A well shaped woman just over fifty, she wears tattered old clothes. She keeps her black hair in a flapper bob. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady green eyes.

Personality: She is shy and timid. She has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. She is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Dwarves.

History: She was born on a small isolated farm. While she appears to be a normal Dwarf, 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Racist, Insane. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 160 pp.

Description: This northern man is abnormally tall. He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. He has moderate length red hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Darrak hails from a village terrorized by goblins. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Darrak was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to goblins demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and many goblins want him driven away

Flaws: Insomniac, Insane, Forgetful. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies, Military. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 7000 cp.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. She wears a shirt that is too small, which lets her gut show, with a ratty red coat over it. She wears her hair in dreadlocks. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines green.

Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. She claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day she will do what she thinks is right.

History: Sarai was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her mother was employed at, doing general labor. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by gnolls, and she desires to right it

Ideals: Justice, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 10 pp. Eye agate (5 gp).

Description: A pudgy woman standing about 5'0" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She prefers to wear blue pants and tee shirts. Her white hair, when down, is lengthy. Her green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: She barks her statements quickly and with little fuss. She prefers small words and is at her heart utilitarian. She is a bit of a macho woman and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: She was born several months after her mother was called into army service. In her youth she was a Bricklayer, and wanted to be a champion fighter when she grew up. She was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives she lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. She saw the brutality and swore off her fighting aspirations, taking her younger brother on her back after seeing her parents die, and fled the country. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Sumnes fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Terse, PTSD. Bonds: Nature, Military. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 30 pp. 1 Breastplate.

Description: She is a paragon of her species. She is larger and stronger than most Elves. Her skin is light but she possesses many yellow ritualistic tattoos. She wears tattered old clothes. She wears a Stetson hat to cover her moderate length white hair. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.

Personality: She is a melancholic, but persistent worker. She resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. She spends most of her days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There she gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Trained by her father for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. She struck it rich when she found rare goods in large quantities. She became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: Meet up once more with her childhood friend; and she feels kind of lost in life

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Adventurer, Military, Rich. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 3000 cp.