Description: A plain young-adult woman, she wears a tattered pair of loose green pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. Her brown hair is lengthy. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Makaria embodies much of what other species detest in the Tieflings. She will do just about anything if she becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this she is easily convinced.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her mother always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. Her father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but she insists her father was legitimate. She has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Body Guard. She hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: Her religion dominates her actions; and wants her loneliness to end

Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Has a crush, Religious. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 70 gp.

Description: She has a missing right arm. She wears a tan shirt, with a brown mid length skirt with brown tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. Her silver hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. Her amber eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Shamil isn't afraid of most anything. She has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Gnomish unity. She is a bit of a macho woman and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: Born in the west her family was never financially stable. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Shamil fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for her.

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting. Bonds: Nature, Poor. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 200 gp. Black pearl (300 gp). Zircon (70 gp). Eye agate (10 gp). 1 Masterwork Artisan’s tools. 1 Disguise kit. 1 Masterwork Artisan’s tools.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He has dyed his greying white fur a little too much giving a sharp white color. His blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. 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: Born in the west his family was never financially stable. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Athletic, Joker. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Poor, Religious. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 2100 gp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. His auburn hair, when down, is lengthy. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He has all his life been fascinated with music.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. In his 12th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Mundane, Fearful. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.