Description: She wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. She carries with her a set of tridents on her belt, each one with a emerald on the hilt. She has done her best to style her golden hair to look like a famous performer. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: She is irritable and easily angered. She is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use her stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. She is fiercely devoted to her father, and views her father's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating her from her legal half-sister.

History: The child of eastern immigrants she idolized her father. In her youth she was a Map Maker, and wanted to be a champion fighter when she grew up. She was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives she lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. She saw the brutality and swore off her fighting aspirations, taking her younger sister on her back after seeing her parents die, and fled the country. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: An old rival family wants her found; and to reunite with her absent father

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic, PTSD. Bonds: Family, Immigrant. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: He is a pot bellied eastern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with grey colored cloaks and clothing. With a patchy blonde beard and wild blonde hair. He has gleaming, smiling hazel eyes.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: Oloric lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He 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. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Marshal they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Mayor, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: Gnomish compassion; and regain custody of his son

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 1100 sp.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He wears a black shirt, with a tan mid length shorts with tan tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His brass crest is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His red eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Zedaar was born the youngest of three triplets. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Zedaar took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up lance and armor he uses now. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Actor and was forced into it by his family; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Slave, Family, Nature. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 800 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (10 gp). Emerald (600 gp). Bloodstone (50 gp). Pink pearl (80 gp).

Description: She is lean but muscular and wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally she sports a yellow coat. Her silver hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: She is not truly malevolent, but she is obsessed with singing. She constantly tries to fill her life with singing. She constantly seizes attention wherever she goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. She likes to think of herself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: She was born in the south, but her parents moved at a very young age to the north. Ahinar was born on a far southern island where she grew up under the tutelage of her mother, an expert Assassin. She has never given up on her singing dream.

Motivation: She feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Artistic, Impeccable, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 100 gp. Smoky quartz (70 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.