Description: A woman with a cold, calculating air about her, she wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a longbow, but if one is not available she will default to her club. Her brass crest has been sun bleached extensively. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: She swings through moods quickly. One moment she is cool and collected, the next she is carried away by passions. She keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to her own.

History: Saphara lived on a farm with her father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Being born in the west, she completed her medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. She returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. She was a general practitioner in the west for years, until she, through no fault of her own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal she made her way east. She guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Armorer and was forced into it by her family; and regain custody of her son

Ideals: Passionate, Gifted. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 2500 sp.

Description: This northern man wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His clothes are grease stained in places. He wears his purple hair up. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with singing. He constantly tries to fill his life with singing. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: He was born in the north, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Artistic, Logical. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Darkwood Shield. 1 Banded mail.

Description: She is wearing a long, brown, dusty cloak. She has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. Her cinnamon fur is lengthy. Her eyes are yellow and she is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: She is a melancholic, but persistent worker. She resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. She can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: She was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. A gifted student she started as a Mortician, but she got bored and became a Cartwright. She inherited the family business which she has now maintained for 2 years.

Motivation: She is content; and she is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Depressed, Mundane, Fearful. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 110 pp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing grey cape and mantle trimmed with soft white waves gently in the breeze. He has moderate length silver hair. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. He found a children's book about a Human Bard who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. In the meantime he has taken over work as a Server and occasionally as a mercenary.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Logical. Bonds: Rich, Job, Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Server

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 100 sp. Obsidian (16 gp).