Description: An older man who wears a white shirt, with a pastel mid length shorts with pastel tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them, he is not a threatening figure. He has shaved his head bald. His gray eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. He takes great joy in being the best Glassblower in town.

History: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. Ostracized due to the arcane powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Halflings became a terror of the countryside. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He's in love; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Job, Poor, Has a crush. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 26000 cp.

Description: She is renowned for her bright black dresses and hats. She is portly but not overly obese. Her long brass crest is drawn into a two foot long braid. She wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: She likes to make people angry or surprised. She is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes her no end of embarrassment.

History: She was born on a small isolated farm. She helped her mother out around the business and became quite the natural. She inherited the family business which she has now maintained for 11 years.

Motivation: Expand her business; and she's looking for her big break

Flaws: Antagonistic, Forgetful. Bonds: Nature, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This woman is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. She is typically in her Slave Trader uniform. Her long silver hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. She wears a mask on her face.

Personality: She believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Armara is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. Her childhood dream was to be a Healer, but she was a colossal failure. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: She desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 210 gp.

Description: She prefers to wear black pants and tee shirts. Her purple hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. She has white eyes.

Personality: She likes to fabricate stories about her past exploits and how crazy she is, but in actuality she is rather bland. She would rather hide behind her crafts than deal with other people.

History: She comes from a rich northern family. When Sekhmet reached her early adolescence her Tiefling father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. 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: To end her boredom; and she has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Mundane, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 1000 gp.