Description: This man is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing brown cape and mantle trimmed with soft white waves gently in the breeze. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized topaz on his left hand. His hair is cut close to his head. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. A true patriot, Manfred would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Manfred was born the youngest of three triplets. Ostracized due to the arcane powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Humans became a terror of the countryside. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent mother; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Military, Family. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 3000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This malnourished woman wears dull brown sweaters, loose tan pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath her sweater she keeps a concealed scimitar, just in case. She has dyed her greying gray fur a little too much giving a sharp gray color. Her eyes are yellow and she is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: She believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. Her brief stint in the army gave her the idea she was invincible and that she is the toughest woman alive.

History: When she was but 6 years old her parents immigrated from the west. When Edge reached her early adolescence her Tabaxi mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. Lacking all sense, she decided to go on an adventure. She picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and obtaining odd cultural human artifacts is her passion

Bonds: Poor, Nature, Military, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 1900 gp. Golden yellow topaz (1500 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A pudgy woman standing about 4'11" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She tends to wear a large green jacket. She wears a Stetson hat to cover her moderate length black hair. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep silver.

Personality: She is mildly Tiefling supremacist, though she does not identify as such. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Ronwe is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Ronwe was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. She was an apprentice working in her mother's forge. She has gone from town to town till she finds a spot where she can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and balancing her hectic life and new map maker responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Racist, Insane. Bonds: Mentor, Job. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average woman, she is not imposing. She tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with her rolled up shirt sleeves this gives her a very relaxed look. She has moderate length blonde hair. Her fierce brown eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. She is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: From birth she was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Her mother was a soldier and died while she was still young. Georgina was left her mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. She tends to her Blacksmith job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations she has.

Motivation: Someone believes her a fraud; and balancing her hectic life and new blacksmith responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Military, Mentor, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 120 gp.