Description: Dark and lean, she is a relatively plain woman. She wears light armors faded through time and improper care. Her chestnut hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.

Personality: She is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. Her home and work are filled with various knick knacks she has acquired through the years. She cares a great deal for her adopted teenage son.

History: Gifted from a young age, Helgret studied abroad. She found a children's book about a Dwarf Sorcerer who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. She modeled her life after the story, seeing herself destined a hero. She has dedicated herself to building a better kind of golem.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is her passion.

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Bonds: Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 210 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: She typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep blue leather and dull white iron scale mail, and carries ceremonial daggers. Her long black hair reaches down to her waist. Her ears are large.

Personality: She is overprotective of those who hire her services. She has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Born in the east her family was never financially stable. In her 16th 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. She eventually got the idea of being the protector of her homeland from reading books, and has made it her duty.

Motivation: To protect her home.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Guardian, Poor. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 7000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This slender man stands about 5'5". He wears a tan vest and prefers white and pastel shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His auburn hair has been sun bleached extensively. His hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record, Religious, Rich. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with deerstalker hat, and carries shortspears. His blonde hair is cut short. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Dilettante. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Eiravel was born with his father's beautiful face. His childhood dream was to be a Beggar, but he was a colossal failure. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 9 years.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a black vest and prefers tan and green shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His red hair is unkempt and raggedy. His green eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is skeptical of what others tell him and is slow to trust.

History: Tûgog was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Ranger, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Ranger in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Flaws: Ugly, Cynical, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 100 gp. 4 Thunderstones.