Description: A woman with a friendly, welcoming air about her, she has a large red mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into her brown robe. Her white hair is wavy and long. Her fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: She barks her statements quickly and with little fuss. She prefers small words and is at her heart utilitarian. Animals are drawn to her, and she is able to talk to them.

History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. She always admired druidic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. She used her abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: Many goblins want her driven away; and someone believes her a fraud

Ideals: Gifted, Philantrophist. Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 80 gp.

Description: He wears a robe, a symbol of magic around his neck, and a trident on his belt. He has done his best to style his red hair to look like a famous performer. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Cook. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Cook business.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Roger grew up listening to his father's many stories. While he appears to be a normal Human, 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. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: An older woman who prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. She carries her fan with her everywhere and carries herself as the perfect lady, she is not a threatening figure. She has a very tight haircut. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are gray.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Nagrette embodies much of what other species detest in the Half-Orcs. She is a bit of a macho woman and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. She has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to her frivolously. She now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 60 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He typically wears black cloth garments or leather armor. His crest, while still mostly green, has prominent grey streaks. His red eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Shy, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 50 gp.