Description: An older man who wears green robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a lance, but if one is not available he will default to his trident, he is not a threatening figure. He keeps his black crest in a flapper bob. His gold eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Donaar was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. When Donaar reached his early adolescence his Dragonborn father 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. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and wants his loneliness to end

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Mentor, Military. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She is an average looking eastern female in her early mid-life. She prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. She carries her fan with her everywhere and carries herself as the perfect lady. She wears her brown hair down. She is baby faced.

Personality: She is not truly malevolent, but she is obsessed with writing. She constantly tries to fill her life with writing. She is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. She haggles over everything, upselling her goods and buying cheap. She is persistent in everything.

History: She was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. Her mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted her to inherit them. She has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and she has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Artistic, Entrepeneur, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: This malnourished woman prefers to wear flannel. Her hair, while still mostly blonde, has prominent grey streaks. She has a tattooed face.

Personality: Quiet and reserved she prefers to listen than to talk. She will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. She is harsh and unforgiving.

History: She was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. While she appears to be a normal Halfling, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A well shaped woman just over fifty, she wears a violet collared shirt and yellow skirt. She accessorizes with a black scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across her shirt. Her long white hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. 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 never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. She always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove her into the Marshal business.

History: She was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. When the war came and ruined her parents she was left adrift. She was a hard woman then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist, Persistence. Flaws: Insomniac, Disease, PTSD. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 27000 sp. Aquamarine (800 gp). Blue quartz (5 gp). Chrysoberyl (140 gp). 1 Minor magic item.