Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She wears baggy pastel pantaloons and a blue scarf. Her gray fur is knotted and matted. Her hazel eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: She likes to fabricate stories about her past exploits and how crazy she is, but in actuality she is rather bland. She has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. 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 left for the north, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: She seems to be bored by most things; and she is content

Flaws: Mundane, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, Military, Mentor. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 160 gp.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a robe, a symbol of strength around his neck, and a falchion on his belt. He has silver hair. His gray unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Justice. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 1000 gp. A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (120 gp). A life-sized copper and silver statuette of a cockatrice. (20 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (500 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She is typically in her Knight uniform. She carries with her a set of shortbows, each one with a amber on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. Her golden hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. She has gray eyes.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Anbera isn't afraid of most anything. She has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Dwarven unity. A true patriot, Anbera would do anything for her country. She is fiercely protective of her fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: She was raised in a mountains tribe. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Anbera took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up shortbow and armor she uses now. She then took over the family business and is one of the better Knight for hire.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and she feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Bonds: Job, Military, Nature. Occupation: Knight

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 2000 gp. Lapis lazuli (4 gp). Hematite (4 gp). Amethyst (90 gp). Aquamarine (300 gp). Alexandrite (300 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This woman stands a little under 6'1" and is a bit bulky. She is very muscular particularly in the legs. She wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized green coat. Her crest is rusty and curly. She wears a mask on her face.

Personality: Prone to second guessing herself, she comes off as nervous. A fanatic, her devotion to her small selection of gods is unquestionable. She claims to be doing their will and will base all her actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. While she appears to be a normal Dragonborn, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She is untrained/undisciplined, which makes her dangerous.

Motivation: She is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs.

Flaws: Shy, Insane. Bonds: Religious, Poor. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 400 gp.