Description: She wears a tattered pair of loose black pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. She carries with her a set of scimitars on her belt, each one with a ruby on the hilt. She wears a Stetson hat to cover her moderate length rusty crest. Her gold eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: She is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. She is always in debt, since she spends her money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: Born in the south to a Brewer, Havilar learned a great deal about her mother's area of expertise. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she 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. Havilar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and expand her business

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 500 gp. Rich purple corundum (1100 gp). Freshwater pearl (9 gp). Blue quartz (9 gp). Black star sapphire (1100 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She wears grey robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a sickle, but if one is not available she will default to her trident. Her hair is white and curly. Her amber eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: She is a jovial happy person, but she is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. She is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in her opinion.

History: From birth she was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Dwarves in the north were limited. She left for the north, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: She is unsatisfied with her job; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist, Opinionated. Bonds: Immigrant, Mentor. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: Her left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise she appears quite healthy. She dresses in green turtlenecks beneath a brown coat with black slacks. Her blue crest is kept up in a ponytail inside a feathered hat. Her red eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: She cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with her opinion, she thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, she can get violently argumentative. Her philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: Trained by her father for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Arava took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up kukri and armor she uses now. She's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and she is unsatisfied with her job

Ideals: Opinionated, Optimist. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Military, Nature. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 2000 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She wears a robe, a symbol of the sun god around her neck, and a quarterstaff on her belt. She is physically well-built. She keeps her long silver hair kept up in a rat tail. This blue eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: She will rave to anyone who will listen. She is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Her father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but she insists her father was legitimate. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.

Motivation: She is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Insane, Disease. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Server

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 310 gp.