Description: She is a mite stocky and prefers to wear flannel. With bright silver hair. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: She never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. She is ready at a moment's notice to give into her darker urges. She is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. She often ends up burning people alive in the fires she starts.

History: Kansif hails from a village terrorized by brigands. Her father disappeared, and while she tried to raise money to find her father, she was betrayed dozens of times. She would ruin relationships and cause injury. She was reprimanded several times before being given her current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and she has decided she is irredeemable

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Enemies, Family. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 2000 sp.

Description: This woman stands a little under 4'8" and is a bit bulky. She is very muscular particularly in the legs. She wears a large hat to cast shadows over her face and wears ponchos to better hide her body. Her silver hair is braided into rings. Her blue eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: She goes out her way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one she won't accept into her heart. She is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. She struck it rich when she found rare goods in large quantities. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: Marry her sister to traveling adventurers; and to unite with her sister

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Lazy. Bonds: Military, Rich, Family. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 3000 gp. Rich purple corundum (1600 gp). Obsidian (7 gp). Hematite (7 gp). Eye agate (7 gp). Sard (50 gp). Iolite (50 gp). Amber (50 gp). Malachite (7 gp). Deep blue spinel (200 gp). Zircon (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Elf, and stands approximately 5'1". He wears an entirely blue suit with yellow socks and a vest with buckled shoes, and his gloved hand is found clutching a rapier. His brown hair is knotted and matted. His fierce gray eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. In his 10th year, his parents were killed by a dire rats raid, leaving Thamior alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he wants revenge against dire rats

Ideals: Optimist, Professionalism, Impeccable. Bonds: Mentor, Enemies. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a black broad hat and black clothes. His hair is purple and curly. His silver eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. 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. Modean took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up sword and armor he uses now. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Flaws: Addict, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 70 pp. Jeweled electrum ring (3000 gp). A detailed rose, with petals and thorns, constructed of silver and electrum (50 gp). Solid gold idol (1100 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (60 gp).