Description: This woman is bedraggled and starved. She is dressed in a clean tan cloak covering her clean studded leather. She has black hair. Her fierce violet eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: The woman has a huge range of feeling. She will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how she will be a better person from this day on. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. She is seen as merciless and passionate.

History: Born in the north to a Fortune-teller, Unvera learned a great deal about her mother's area of expertise. Her parents died when she was young, and she was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Unvera grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Unvera. Lacking all sense, she decided to go on an adventure. She picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Flaws: Emotional. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 30 gp.

Description: He is in excellent shape and has a large blue mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his red robe. His silver hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a feathered hat. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

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 Gnome 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: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Roondar took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up dagger and armor he uses now. 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: Wants to work out more often; and he has a crush on the local crown-heir

Ideals: Athletic, Justice. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 200 gp. Lapis lazuli (15 gp). Deep green spinel (60 gp).

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a brown coat. His black fur has been sun bleached extensively. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He hates giants. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. His childhood dream was to be a Sailor, but he was a colossal failure. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Seamstress.

Motivation: He is content; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Enemies, Job. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He wears long strands of topaz and short green dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He has done his best to style his purple hair to look like a famous performer. His silver eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: While he is on the job, he is grim and serious. He understands how dangerous the world is and the need to stay safe. He refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Damakos lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Damakos took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up rapier and armor he uses now. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, Family, Nature. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 300 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp).