Description: She is a woman of bearing and well nourished. She wears suspenders and red workpants. Her shirt is black, and she wears a heavy red leather apron most of the time. She keeps her chestnut hair in a pixie cut. Her green eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: She is mildly Halfling supremacist, though she does not identify as such. She loves teas. She is very sensitive about her face. To blow off anger she lifts weights and to control her otherwise explosive temper she works out a lot.

History: She got into the Merchant business at a young age. From there she went from mercenary job to mercenary job. She inherited the family business which she has now maintained for 11 years.

Motivation: She is unsatisfied with her job; and money/treasure

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His hair is chestnut and very short. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He hates Dwarves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: This late middle aged man wears a black shirt with thin grey vertical stripes and black pants and is in decent physical shape. His bronze crest, when down, is lengthy. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: Bharash was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. While he appears to be a normal Dragonborn, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Dwarven people; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Professionalism, Persistence. Flaws: Emotional, Insane, Racist. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: An older man who wears a tan vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His green leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his tan boots flare out at the collars, he is not a threatening figure. His moppish red hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. 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: He comes from a rich western family. At a young age both his parents were killed in an accident. His uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took him in and had him trained in basic self defense. After months of barely getting by, Laucian managed to ambush a major caravan with a load of valuables. Instantly wealthy, he made his way to the capital under a new identity.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Philantrophist, Impeccable. Bonds: Family, Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 1000 sp. Moss agate (8 gp).