Description: She is a woman of bearing and well nourished. She wears an entirely blue suit with black socks and a vest with buckled shoes. Her silver hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. Her green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Stoic and calm, she prefers to meditate than take action. She cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: The child of a Server, who enjoyed hunting, Ranala was taken on many hunting expeditions. She was one of the best in her class, and was picked up by her current employer. She quickly showed her capability and was soon promoted to a head role. She bought a mace and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: She has comitted a past crime that haunts her to this day; and a rival would like her out of the picture

Ideals: Disciplined, Philantrophist. Bonds: Nature, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: Fire opal (900 gp). Peridot (70 gp). Deep blue spinel (700 gp). Coral (110 gp). Sardonyx (70 gp). Sardonyx (70 gp). Smoky quartz (70 gp). Deep green spinel (110 gp). Violet garnet (700 gp). Deep blue spinel (700 gp). Fire opal (900 gp). Freshwater pearl (8 gp). Chalcedony (70 gp). Chrysoprase (70 gp). Moss agate (8 gp). Amber (110 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She is an average looking eastern female in her early mid-life. She prefers to wear flannel. Her brown hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating she would invite many more into her home than her spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. She is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Halflings.

History: Her mother raised her in a mountain cabin. Her father disappeared, and while she tried to raise money to find her father, she was betrayed dozens of times. She bought a sword and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insomniac, Racist. Bonds: Nature, Family. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 40 pp. Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1200 gp). A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (70 gp).

Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a tan shirt, with a blue mid length shorts with blue tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

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

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. 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. Thervan took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up scimitar and armor he uses now. He saw the violence of war and the aftermath so he converted to religion and dedicated himself to non-violence.

Motivation: Tiefling compassion.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Shy, Racist. Bonds: Slave, Nature. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 90 gp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'8" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is wearing a tight white one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. With bright brown hair and a scraggly beard. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: Orthog lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Armorer. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and balancing his hectic life and new armorer responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Family, Job, Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 600 sp. 1 Banded mail. 1 Darkwood Shield.