Description: She appears as an extremely gaunt Dragonborn, and stands approximately 6'4". She wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized black coat, and her gloved hand is found clutching a scimitar. She keeps her white crest in a flapper bob. She has gleaming, smiling red eyes.

Personality: She loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from her. She is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Dragonborn in existence. She uses divination through singing.

History: Gifted from a young age, Arava studied abroad. She helped her mother out around the business and became quite the natural. She now spends her time doing works of charity.

Motivation: She is unsatisfied with her job; and balancing her hectic life and new shoemaker responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Justice, Gifted, Philantrophist. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 3000 sp.

Description: This woman stands a little under 4'10" and is a bit bulky. She is very muscular particularly in the legs. She wears baggy white pantaloons and a black scarf. She keeps her red hair in a flapper bob. Her green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Quiet and reserved she prefers to listen than to talk. She will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. She is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. She likes to tell stories.

History: Trained by her father for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. She inherited a moderately successful company from her father. Under her leadership it has flourished, and using capital from her venture she effectively owns an entire region. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.

Motivation: She feels threatened by others; and she is wracked by social anxiety

Flaws: Disease, Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Military, Rich. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 4000 gp. Sard (50 gp). Black opal (1600 gp). Red spinel (150 gp). Fiery yellow corundum (1600 gp). Black pearl (800 gp). Blue quartz (9 gp). Rhodochrosite (9 gp). Rose (50 gp). Deep blue spinel (800 gp). Deep blue spinel (800 gp). Golden yellow topaz (800 gp). Eye agate (9 gp). Black star sapphire (1600 gp). Iolite (50 gp). Violet garnet (800 gp). Tourmaline (150 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This woman is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of her veins is visible when she is not flexing. Her shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for her due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. She has wavy auburn hair. Her green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. She is cautious and jumpy. She reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Unlike her family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, she wanted to work in the city. She has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: She is terrified, and will act out of fear; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Mundane, Fearful. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 20 pp. 3 Antitoxin. 1 Everburning torch. 4 Acid flasks.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average woman, she is not imposing. She wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. Her black crest is still thick. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: Furrele speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. She is clearly well-traveled and educated. She spends most of her days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There she gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Furrele was born into a poor family. Growing up, she dreamt of becoming a Paladin, to bring honor to her family’s name. When she came of age, she applied for a position with her town's local guard, looking to work her way up via merit and eventually become a Paladin in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Her father was very strict, and drilled into her lessons on being the perfect lady. She has dedicated herself to building a better kind of golem.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is her passion; and nothing but the best is good enough for her

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor, Religious. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 2000 cp.