Description: An older woman who wears a robe, a symbol of her god around her neck, and a sword on her belt, she is not a threatening figure. She has a very tight haircut. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.

Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. 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, Liftrasa is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Liftrasa was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Dwarves in Liftrasa's homeland. Liftrasa decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Liftrasa fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Dwarven artifacts is her passion; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Mentor, Immigrant. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He wears a black shirt, with a white mid length shorts with white tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them, and carries swords. He sports a flattop crest cut. His eyes are red and catlike.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Blacksmith.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Fighting, Professionalism. Bonds: Rich, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 1300 gp. Citrine (30 gp). Citrine (30 gp).

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His hair is red and curly. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. After coming to the age of reason, Fulbar took it upon himself to study the druidic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: To settle down with his crush; and wants a kiss

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Mentor, Family, Has a crush. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork manacles. 1 Healer’s kit. 1 Good lock.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Gnomes. His skin is dark but he possesses many tan ritualistic tattoos. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His golden hair is still thick. His green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Passionate, Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Mundane, Insomniac. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 10 pp. White pearl (50 gp). Azurite (14 gp). Azurite (14 gp). 1 Disguise kit. 1 Masterwork manacles. 1 Masterwork manacles.