Description: Her right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise she appears quite healthy. She prefers to wear green pants and tee shirts. She wears a wide-brimmed hat to cover her moderate length silver crest. Her red eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: She considers herself the perfect lady. She makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. She does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Her history is one of pain. She was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves her parents kept. She was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature axe.

Motivation: She loathes her own lifestyle; and she's looking for her big break

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Insomniac, Depressed. Bonds: Slave, Adventurer. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 800 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She wears just a white suit. She carries with her a set of longbows, each one with a ruby on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. Her brown hair is cut short. Her eyes are gray.

Personality: She believes there is no problem she cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. She does not believe in violence as a means to an end. She is a dedicated Fletcher but believes her peers are too gung-ho.

History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a ruined castle. She would wander through that ruined castle 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Ovak took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up longbow and armor she uses now. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Ovak fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She seems to be bored by most things; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence, Pacifist. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath her coat. Her hair is cut close to her head. Her red eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: She takes her job very seriously, in part because she fears she cannot get a new one. She is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. She likes to tell stories.

History: Born in the north to a Guard, Nemeia learned a great deal about her father's area of expertise. 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 Guard. She inherited the family business which she has now maintained for 4 years.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and she doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 7000 sp. Aquamarine (1500 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with black lining and desert motifs. His scarlet crest has been sun bleached extensively. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are red.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He works hard and plays hard.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Dragonborns in the north were limited. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away

Flaws: Shy, Hedonist, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee.