Description: This late middle aged woman wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with blue lining and desert motifs and is in decent physical shape. Her golden hair is lengthy. She has a dull look in her hazel eyes.

Personality: She will rave to anyone who will listen. More though she will beg to come along on any journeys. She will attempt to stowaway on any ship she can in the hopes that it will get her further away.

History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. While she appears to be a normal Elf, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. By chance she met her sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: She's attracted to the PC; and she wants to get laid

Flaws: Insane, Disease. Bonds: Slave, Family, Has a crush. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 300 gp. White pearl (40 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: She is a physically imposing dark-skinned woman. She wears a brown costume with the symbols of luck on her torso. She wears her chestnut hair up in a very large beehive style do. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: While she acts the brute, she is far gentler than she would appear. She is cautious and jumpy. She reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. In her 12th year, while out on a day-trip, she returned to find her hometown burning and destroyed. She found her father impaled in their home, and her mother beheaded. She saw the woman who walked out, and charged her in a blind rage. The woman easily evaded and defeated her, leaving her to live broken and terrified. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and balancing her hectic life and new jeweler responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Enemies, Job. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 390 pp. A finely crafted rug of intricate, geometric designs worked with silver threading (10 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (500 gp). Solid gold idol (1100 gp). Golden circlet with four aquamarines (3000 gp). Jeweled anklet (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: 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 attire stands in sharp contrast to his shortspear, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a rose on it. He keeps his black crest in a flapper bob. His red eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: Gifted from a young age, Tarhun studied abroad. Tarhun abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Justice, Gifted. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Heavy wooden shield.

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears a black vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His brown leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his black boots flare out at the collars. He keeps his brass crest in a pixie cut. He has a dull look in his red eyes.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He disdains his fellow southerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Gorbundus was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Barbarian, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Barbarian in service of a powerful lord somewhere. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Mortician hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item.