Description: She is dressed in a clean grey cloak covering her clean studded leather, and carries sickles. She has brown hair. 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 is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Dwarves.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. She went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Falkrunn fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Insomniac, Racist. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 30 gp.

Description: This woman is tall and muscular. She prefers to wear tan clothing when she does not wear armor. Her brown hair is cut short. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: She never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. She tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: She was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. She was taken from her home at a very young age. Unlike her family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, she wanted to work in the city. She has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and she desires to right it

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Slave, Enemies. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 100 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (700 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (700 gp).

Description: A stocky lighter skinned man, he dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. With bright blonde hair and a scraggly beard. His blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 17. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Thamior was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. When Thamior reached his early adolescence his Elf 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 is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Disease, Insane. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears tan trousers with violet and grey striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. His red hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: Frug was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. Being born in the south, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the south for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way north. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Apothecary they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Stylist, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother

Flaws: Insane, Selfish. Bonds: Guardian, Poor, Family. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 500 sp. Malachite (10 gp).