Description: She stands about 3'9" and is dressed in a clean grey cloak covering her clean studded leather. Her left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. Her auburn hair is thinning but still full. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: She considers herself the protector of her home. She feels this is her duty and calling. She dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. Her biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her mother and father. Her mother taught her the rudiments of the Bather arts, while her father instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. She dropped out of school before completing her studies. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and she is greedy

Ideals: Logical, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Guardian, Rich. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 600 sp.

Description: He wears skinny pants and wears a grey and green robe with the hood down. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His chestnut hair, when down, is lengthy. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Veit will drive conversation. 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: He was born into a rich family. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and to reunite with his absent mother

Ideals: Extrovert. Bonds: Religious, Rich, Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 1400 sp.

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears dull green sweaters, loose brown pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed longbow, just in case. His hair, while still mostly blue, has prominent grey streaks. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. The war was a terrible time for him, and Valafar does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. When Valafar reached his early adolescence his Tiefling 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. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic, Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 80 gp.

Description: This light-skinned male wears a white coat over a black low-cut shirt, and a top hat upon his head. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. His chestnut hair is smooth and relatively long. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. In his 18th year, his parents were killed by a giants raid, leaving Burto alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: A deep hatred of giants; and he made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Enemies, Debt. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 200 gp.