Description: She is in excellent shape and wears an entirely green suit with white socks and a vest with buckled shoes. She has blue hair. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: She dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the north. She is a thrill seeker, she laughs at people and throws down challenges. She is highly competitive and combative.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Kali grew up listening to her mother's many stories. A gifted student she started as a Blacksmith, but she got bored and became a Fletcher. She became a Fletcher soon after.

Motivation: Expand her business; and obtaining odd cultural halfling artifacts is her passion

Ideals: Athletic, Pacifist. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. Smoky quartz (60 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (15 gp). Citrine (60 gp). Malachite (15 gp). Aquamarine (1300 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (15 gp). Black pearl (1300 gp). Moss agate (15 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (15 gp). Iolite (60 gp). Deep green spinel (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. He has done his best to style his gold crest to look like a famous performer. He is baby faced.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Shamash will drive conversation. His job bores him to no end. He has decided to make it more interesting.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. Shamash abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Extrovert. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 700 gp. Rock crystal (30 gp). Violet garnet (900 gp).

Description: He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head, and he perpetually has his glaive ready. His crest is red and very short. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Slave, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 5000 gp. Rhodochrosite (15 gp). Malachite (15 gp). Tourmaline (80 gp). Deep green spinel (80 gp). Moonstone (50 gp). Rose (50 gp). Violet garnet (1300 gp). Onyx (50 gp). Red spinel (80 gp). Rose (50 gp). 1 Medium magic item. 1 Medium magic item.

Description: He is wearing a tight brown one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 4'5" when asserting himself. His hair, while still mostly blonde, has prominent grey streaks. His violet eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. 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: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. 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. Morkral took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up warhammer and armor he uses now. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Job, Military, Nature, Rich. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 310 gp.