Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Dwarves. His skin is dark but he possesses many green ritualistic tattoos. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His violet eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is very protective of his business, his home, and his spouse. He is willing to work with less than legal methods but maintains the front of legitimacy.

History: Fallond was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. Ostracized due to the psionic powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Dwarves became a terror of the countryside. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Persistence, Gifted. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 200 gp. 2 Tanglefoot bags.

Description: This dark-skinned female wears a tight fitting tan shirt and pants. She is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. She has a very tight haircut. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are brown.

Personality: She tends to agree with only herself unless someone else's opinion sounds like she can profit from it. She tries to control her temper but she can't always stop herself from what she feels what must be done. She does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Her necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. She was taken from her home at a very young age. She was granted necromantic powers by her dying brother.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and she is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out

Ideals: Extrovert, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Slave. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what she was had she not made sure her armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit she is well dressed, constantly wearing a white suit, red shirt, and brown tie. She has styled her white hair well, parting it to the right. Her eyes are green.

Personality: She considers herself the perfect lady. She makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. She is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. When Paela reached her early adolescence her Halfling father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature greatsword.

Motivation: She has a rivalry with the Church that dominates her actions; and her religion dominates her actions

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Poor, Military, Religious. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: 4'9" and muscular, this southern woman wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with deerstalker hat. Her beige fur is still thick. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: She is quite rude, and likes to deride her opponents skill and shout insults at them. She has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: Windy was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her father was employed at, doing general labor. Her parents divorced when she was young, and her father gained full cudstody. She was regularly beaten by her father, who blamed her for driving them apart. After a long history of fighting, Windy and her spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 80 gp.