Description: This malnourished woman prefers to wear green pants and tee shirts. Her long scarlet crest is drawn into a two foot long braid. She is baby faced.

Personality: She fancies herself a trickster and likes to rely on her wits to carry the day. She cares for her older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. She is seen as merciless and passionate.

History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. She took after her father in leading caravans. Because they were valued, her father taught her to defend herself. When her father died while fighting dire rats, the young Doudra began to lead the lost caravan. As of late she has set up a hidden staging nest where she ambushes people she hires for escort.

Motivation: Regain custody of her son.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Bonds: Poor, Family, Criminal record, Enemies. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 160 gp.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a worn and beaten armor. His blonde hair is still thick. He has gleaming, smiling green eyes.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Mayor business.

History: Foxilon hails from a village terrorized by illithids. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Foxilon fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He wants revenge against illithids; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Persistence, Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This late middle aged woman wears long strands of emerald and short tan dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths and is in decent physical shape. Her brown hair is heavily combed to the right. Her green eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: She is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends she is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy herself. She cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: The child of northern immigrants she idolized her mother. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Gnomes in the north were limited. She left for the north, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: She is greedy; and she has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Joker, Philantrophist. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: She wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. She conceals her mace with her veritable burlap sack of a shirt. She is portly but not overly obese. Her silver hair is braided into rings. Her blue eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She misses her glory days as an athlete. She does not mind her job, but it is boring in comparison. She refers to her adoptive father for almost all things she is unsure about, which are numerous. She is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: A powerful necromancer made her what she is. Her father disappeared, and while she tried to raise money to find her father, she was betrayed dozens of times. She has achieved small success as a Dyer.

Motivation: She's looking for her big break; and she is unsatisfied with her job

Ideals: Athletic. Bonds: Family, Mentor, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: Just what you see.