Description: This man stands a little under 3'11" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy silver hair. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep brown.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Sculptor. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Sculptor for hire.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 30 pp.

Description: He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright brown and green, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. He has wavy brown fur. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Dwarven culture. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. When the war came and ruined his parents he was left adrift. He was a hard man then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Dwarven people.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Racist, Insane, PTSD. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 400 sp.

Description: He is typically in his Soapmaker uniform. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He has a long silver beard with little hanging trinkets. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gray.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He got into the Soapmaker business at a young age. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Glassblower they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Soapmaker, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Soapmaker responsibilities is difficult; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Impeccable, Joker. Bonds: Job, Family, In love. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 14000 sp. Obsidian (13 gp).

Description: This woman wears a brown vest with golden trim over her white shirt. Her yellow leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and her brown boots flare out at the collars. She is muscular with a powerful set of arms. Her hair is long and silver with streaks of blonde, and is pulled back with small brown clips. This hazel eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Cocky and sure of herself, she believes she is the best Apothecary born in the past three hundred years. She uses her nature as a weapon; she likes to lead opponents to think her in distress.

History: She was born at the edge of vast mountains. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Whurdred took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up sickle and armor she uses now. Some 4 years later her spouse died after the birth of her daughter. Heartbroken, Whurdred never married again. Instead she focused her life to raising her daughter whom she trained as her mother had trained her before.

Motivation: She's attracted to the PC; and balancing her hectic life and new apothecary responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Job, Nature, In love, Has a crush. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 400 sp.