Description: This woman is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. She has the majority of her body covered in plate. Her moppish red hair is in a traditional bowl cut. She wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: She loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. She will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: She was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the south were limited. She left for the south, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: To prove her worth to the world; and a rival would like her out of the picture

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Impulsive, Disease. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 400 gp. Freshwater pearl (12 gp).

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a robe, a symbol of his god around his neck, and a monstrous two handed axe on his belt. He keeps his long silver hair kept up in a rat tail. His eyes are hazel.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Traki will drive conversation. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety.

Ideals: Fighting, Extrovert. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: Standing 5'3", this woman wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. She usually doesn't wear a shirt. She sports a flattop hair cut. Her violet eyes peer out from beneath her top tan hat.

Personality: She likes to make people angry or surprised. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Naivara is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her father always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. She dropped out of school before completing her studies. She was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of freemasons.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Justice, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic, Secretive. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 400 gp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (600 gp).

Description: She has the majority of her body covered in plate, and carries quarterstaffs. Her crest, while still mostly black, has prominent grey streaks. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: She's a bit of a prankster. She knows she is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. She is used to getting what she wants. In part because she is a meticulous planner.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Daar was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. Daar liked to wander the woods near her home when she was young, something she still likes to do at least once a week. She never liked modest clothing or shoes, so she would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and she developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Daar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes; and marry her brother to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Professionalism. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 80 pp.