Description: She wears an entirely brown suit with black socks and a vest with buckled shoes. She carries with her a set of rapiers on her belt, each one with a emerald on the hilt. Her chestnut hair is wavy and long. She has gleaming, smiling violet eyes.

Personality: She is happy with her job as a Weaver. She turns her eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. She does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Tordrid was born into a poor family. Growing up, she dreamt of becoming a Expert, to bring honor to her family’s name. When she came of age, she applied for a position with her town's local guard, looking to work her way up via merit and eventually become a Expert in service of a powerful lord somewhere. She was an adventurer many years ago and she formed a blood bond with her Tiefling companion (her 'brother'). She then took over the family business and is one of the better Weaver for hire.

Motivation: She is unsatisfied with her job; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'2" when asserting himself. His silver hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His brown eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: When he was but 4 years old his parents immigrated from the east. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Terse, Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 2700 sp.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, he is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His red hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. This brown eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is mildly Halfling supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

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. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

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

Flaws: Racist, Shy. Bonds: Military, Nature. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 20000 cp.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He prefers to wear grey pants and tee shirts. His black hair and beard is wavy and long. His hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Rangrim hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his dancing career. He uses divination through singing.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. Now he works as a dancing tutor during his time off.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 270 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.