Description: She wears a tight fitting green shirt and pants. Her attire stands in sharp contrast to her mace, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a rose on it. Her brown hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a Stetson hat. 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 likes to fabricate stories about her past exploits and how crazy she is, but in actuality she is rather bland. She cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist she will grow angry at them.

History: She was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. She was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform After a long history of fighting, Semyaza and her spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and to end her boredom

Flaws: Insomniac, Mundane, Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 23000 sp.

Description: This woman is bedraggled and starved. She wears a brown cloak and cross-gartered red stockings. Her white hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Her amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She likes to be helpful to her clients. She likes to prescribe proper advice to her clients. She dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. Her biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. Over the years she perfected her riding and shooting skills. She tends to her Mayor job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations she has.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and she is unsatisfied with her job

Ideals: Logical. Bonds: Poor, Job, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 1100 gp. Obsidian (9 gp). White pearl (140 gp). Moonstone (30 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1600 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly maces and daggers. His golden hair and beard is wavy and long. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gray.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Theodoric was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. 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. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Theodoric fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, Mentor. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 1000 sp.

Description: He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He carries a battered quarterstaff and tarnished halberd as well. His hair is cut close to his head. He has a dull look in his hazel eyes.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: Born in the west to a Slave Trader, Everard learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. When Everard reached his early adolescence his Half-Elf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Guardian, Job, Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 390 gp.