Description: This exceptionally lanky woman wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. She has a long silver ponytail with little hanging trinkets. Her blue eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: She has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. She is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with her big mouthed big gutted partner. Her partner is her best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. She lacks restraint and is impulsive. She jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a ruined castle. She would wander through that ruined castle 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 island due to the painful memories there. Artin took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up longbow and armor she uses now. Lacking all sense, she decided to go on an adventure. She picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: She's looking for her big break; and obtaining odd cultural tiefling artifacts is her passion

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 130 gp.

Description: He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with deerstalker hat. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly kukris and greataxes. His scarlet crest, when down, is lengthy. He has gold eyes and a green hat with a grey feather.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Donaar grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Donaar. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Shy, Mundane. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 21000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An older man who is dressed in earthy colors with a white and brown handkerchief worn on his left side, he is not a threatening figure. His auburn hair and beard is wavy and long. His amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. His martial abilities were realized during a raid on his village. Some 8 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Dondon never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and elven compassion

Ideals: Logical, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: In love. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 800 pp. Moss agate (15 gp). Red spinel (60 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1200 gp). Eye agate (15 gp). Chrysoberyl (60 gp). Bloodstone (80 gp). Chalcedony (80 gp). Black star sapphire (1300 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (1300 gp). Violet garnet (1200 gp). Azurite (15 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His black hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His eyes are gray and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. The war was a terrible time for him, and Koeth does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: The child of western immigrants he idolized his mother. His first spouse was a Apothecary, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He's also a talented Apothecary, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and doesn't want to be a fortune-teller and was forced into it by his family

Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Job, Military, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 4000 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp). A pair of blacksmith’s puzzle; each has a pair of interlocked iron designs that users try to take apart and put back together (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.