Description: She appears as an extremely gaunt Dragonborn, and stands approximately 6'6". She wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle, and her gloved hand is found clutching a scimitar. Her black crest is lengthy and is close to two feet long. Her gold eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: She has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Baker who has hired her part-time. She is skeptical of what others tell her and is slow to trust.

History: Furrele was born in the west. At a young age she loved to build and create. One day when Furrele was young, her mother was sewing while trying to overcome the flu, when suddenly her mother dropped to the ground dead. Her mother had died from a severe disease that was unknown to the village doctor. Furrele was heart-stricken from the event, and her father started working long hours to provde for them. One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: She wants to get laid; and wants her loneliness to end

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Addict, Shy. Bonds: Has a crush. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 290 pp. Banded agate (15 gp). Coral (70 gp).

Description: A woman with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. She wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. Her golden hair is knotted and matted. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.

Personality: She fancies herself a trickster and likes to rely on her wits to carry the day. She cares for her older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. She moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep her interest for a month it is impressive.

History: From birth she was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. From there she went from mercenary job to mercenary job. She became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: Marry her sister to traveling adventurers; and wants to raise her children well

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Adventurer, Family, Mentor. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Magnifying glass.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. Sporting a auburn mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His eyes are brown.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: Raymond was raised in a hard working conservative environment. His childhood dream was to be a Fisher, but he was a colossal failure. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Expand his business; and to be a fisher again

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Disciplined, Logical, Optimist. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He has a large black mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his yellow robe. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He has wavy chestnut hair. He has gleaming, smiling blue eyes.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Half-Orc in existence. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Kothûg was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He has a crush on the local Farmer.

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Slave, Has a crush, Adventurer, Mentor. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Alchemist’s fire.