Description: He is a mite stocky and is wearing a tight brown one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. His white hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a clover scrunchie. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Uraim took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up lance and armor he uses now. He bought a lance and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and wants to raise his children well

Flaws: Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Mentor, Nature, Family. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: This woman is tall and muscular. She prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. She carries her fan with her everywhere and carries herself as the perfect lady. She has scarlet crest. Her eyes are likewise red. Her teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: She is unhospitable to her core. Her small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. 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: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. She was an adventurer many years ago and she formed a blood bond with her Half-Elven companion (her 'brother'). She now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: She has passion for adventuring and risk; and she uses money and sex appeal to get what she needs

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 200 gp. Violet garnet (300 gp). Alexandrite (300 gp). Carnelian (60 gp). Black pearl (300 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This woman likes to wear green tank tops with white skirt, and sports empty pouches on her belt. Her green crest is lengthy and is close to two feet long. Her eyes are likewise red.

Personality: She likes to brag about her accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. She invented a lineage for herself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. Brilliant and gifted she never wanted to apply herself. Lacking all sense, she decided to go on an adventure. She picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and obtaining odd cultural dragonborn artifacts is her passion

Ideals: Passionate, Fighting, Gifted, Logical. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 210 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: She wears a tattered pair of loose blue pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. She carries with her a set of hand crossbows on her belt, each one with a ruby on the hilt. Her moppish red hair is in a traditional bowl cut. She has gray eyes.

Personality: She is cool and collected. She likes to make quips and puns whenever she does anything. She also makes a point to compliment her superiors and flatter them. She enjoys reading and quiet.

History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Mardnab fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She is content.

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined, Logical. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. His silver hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Elves in the east were limited. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 3200 sp.