Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Dwarves. His skin is light but he possesses many white ritualistic tattoos. He is typically in his Fletcher uniform. His hair is cut close to his head. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. The war was a terrible time for him, and Morkral does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born in the north. When Morkral reached his early adolescence his Dwarf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Job, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 150 pp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He wears a tight fitting brown shirt and pants. His hair is always cut to a buzz. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Theobald hails from a village terrorized by dire rats. 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 has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and someone believes him a fraud

Flaws: Antagonistic, PTSD. Bonds: Poor, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: The light-skinned woman stands 4'0" and wears a brown small hat and brown clothes. Her silver hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. Her amber eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: She is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. She is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure she is not cheated out of a speck.

History: Eldeth was born into a poor family. Growing up, she dreamt of becoming a Cleric, to bring honor to her family’s name. When she came of age, she applied for a position with her town's local guard, looking to work her way up via merit and eventually become a Cleric in service of a powerful lord somewhere. She dropped out of school before completing her studies. She has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Retire the richest woman in the north; and she feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Joker, Entrepeneur, Logical, Impeccable. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 400 gp. Star rose quartz (50 gp). Lapis lazuli (5 gp). Rhodochrosite (5 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he has a large green mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his yellow robe. His brown hair is still thick. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Glassblower born in the past three hundred years. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. A freak accident while working with his Slave Trader mother left him crippled. He became a Glassblower soon after.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and balancing his hectic life and new glassblower responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insane, Disease. Bonds: Job, Mentor. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 400 gp.