Description: Her right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise she appears quite healthy. She wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. She conceals her quarterstaff with her veritable burlap sack of a shirt. She wears her black hair up. Her gray unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: She has always had a great fascination with Tiefling culture. She feeds upon the attention of others.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her mother. Her mother was very strict, and drilled into her lessons on being the perfect lady. 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. Trym fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world; and tiefling compassion

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Disease, Racist. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: This light-skinned male wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. He keeps his long golden hair kept up in a rat tail. His eyes are blue and catlike.

Personality: He hates drow. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: Faran lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Like his father and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Barber. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by drow. Faran was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the drow.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire; and wants his loneliness to end

Ideals: Logical. Bonds: Enemies, Family, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 140 gp.

Description: A 4'10" eastern woman, she tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with her rolled up shirt sleeves this gives her a very relaxed look. She sports blonde long hair. Her half smiles and green eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: Here is a woman who knows she is the smartest in the room. She talks down to others constantly. More though she will beg to come along on any journeys. She will attempt to stowaway on any ship she can in the hopes that it will get her further away.

History: A child with a great deal of singing talent her parents made sure she got the chance to thrive. She was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform 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's repulsed by the PC; and she doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes

Ideals: Impeccable, Artistic, Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Slave. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 340 gp. Iolite (40 gp). 1 Chain shirt.

Description: Her skin has the orange glow of too much sun. She prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for her hunting needs. She has wavy white hair. She has a dull look in her violet eyes.

Personality: She trusts no one. She is not readily capable for forgiveness and her ire never leaves her. The war was a terrible time for her, and Isabella does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. She couldn't stand her childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with her mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. She now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and she's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Antagonistic, Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Military, Immigrant, Mentor. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: Eye agate (12 gp).

Description: She wears bulky tan painted plate armor. She cuts an attractive figure and her suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. Her long white hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: Quiet and reserved she prefers to listen than to talk. She will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. She does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Duvamil was born into a poor family. Growing up, she dreamt of becoming a Druid, to bring honor to her family’s name. When she came of age, she applied for a position with her town's local guard, looking to work her way up via merit and eventually become a Druid in service of a powerful lord somewhere. She 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. She became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and she desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Courier

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 150 gp.