Description: She wears a green shirt with thin red vertical stripes and black pants, and carries sickles. She wears her white crest up. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: She likes to brag about her accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. She receives visions of the future at random moments

History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. When she came of age, she joined a caravan that would eventually take her to the capital. She would practice along the way and, when she arrived, be apprenticed to a Miller. 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. Pogranix fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To be a Barkeep again; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting, Passionate, Gifted. Bonds: Military, Job. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 200 gp. Moss agate (10 gp). Blue quartz (10 gp). Sardonyx (80 gp). Violet garnet (1300 gp). Bloodstone (80 gp). Silver pearl (140 gp).

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. 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 wears his silver hair up in a very large beehive style do. He has a dull look in his gray eyes.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Quarion's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He disdains his fellow southerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Half-Elves in Quarion's homeland. Quarion decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Quarion 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.

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 1000 gp. A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (130 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (130 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (130 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (1200 gp). A delicate brass dragon egg (30 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (6000 gp). Jeweled anklet (1000 gp). 1 Medium magic item.

Description: She wears white painted combat armor at almost all times. She has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to her abundance of muscles. Her hair is long and blonde with streaks of red, and is pulled back with small white clips. Her hazel eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Trym will drive conversation. She has a small toy that she constantly fidgets with.

History: Her necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. In her youth she was part of a gang. She got caught, but did not rat out her comrades and served her time in prison. She has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

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

Ideals: Extrovert, Gifted. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 140 gp.

Description: She is a paragon of her species. She is larger and stronger than most Dwarves. Her skin is dark but she possesses many blue ritualistic tattoos. She wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized brown coat. Her hair is always cut to a buzz. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: She likes to be helpful to her clients. She likes to prescribe proper advice to her clients. She invites people to come help in her community garden.

History: She was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for her. It may also be what makes her so good at details. Her childhood dream was to be a Mayor, but she was a colossal failure. She hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and balancing her hectic life and new apothecary responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 3000 gp. Golden pearl (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item.