Description: She is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Dyer. She is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly nunchakus and greatswords. She has a very tight haircut. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating she would invite many more into her home than her spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about 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, Dell is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: Born in the north to a Dyer, Dell learned a great deal about her mother's area of expertise. She was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. She never won. She has gone from town to town till she finds a spot where she can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Dyer responsibilities is difficult; and she possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Philantrophist, Justice, Athletic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 3000 gp.

Description: She is a woman of bearing and well nourished. She wears long strands of ruby and short yellow dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. Her hair is long and silver with streaks of golden, and is pulled back with small yellow clips. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: She is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, she's a very lovable idiot. Her actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as she answers to a power that mortal women fail to acknowledge.

History: She was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family She was an adventurer many years ago and she formed a blood bond with her Dragonborn companion (her 'brother'). 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 has a rivalry with the Church that dominates her actions.

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Rich, Religious, Criminal record, Adventurer. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This woman wears a tan shirt, with a blue mid length skirt with blue tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them, and sports empty pouches on her belt. She keeps her long golden hair kept up in a rat tail. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: While she is on the job, she is grim and serious. She understands how dangerous the world is and the need to stay safe. Despite her manner, she is extremely passionate and proud of her job, and she prides herself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. At a young age both her parents were killed in an accident. Her uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took her in and had her trained in basic self defense. She now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and money/treasure

Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Criminal record, Job, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 900 sp. A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (170 gp).

Description: A woman with a cold, calculating air about her, she wears dull black sweaters, loose blue pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath her sweater she keeps a concealed greatsword, just in case. Her gold crest is lengthy and is close to two feet long. She is baby faced.

Personality: She snorts whenever she laughs or is feeling confident. 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, Quespa is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: A powerful necromancer made her what she is. She couldn't stand her childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with her mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by goblins. Quespa was horrified and prayed that her father was alright. However, she heard that her father had died fighting off the goblins.

Motivation: Someone believes her a fraud; and a strong sense of loyalty to halfling people

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Mentor, Enemies. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 400 gp.