Description: She wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. Her skin is fair and her fingers are delicate and long. Her hair is greying and her face has many wrinkles. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.

Personality: She loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from her. She is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Dwarf in existence. Her home and work are filled with various knick knacks she has acquired through the years. She cares a great deal for her adopted teenage son.

History: Born in the east to a Ruler, Therlin learned a great deal about her mother's area of expertise. Her homeland was ravaged by war and she spent much of her life rebuilding it. She became a Ruler soon after.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Family, Job. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 170 gp.

Description: She wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. She conceals her nunchaku with her veritable burlap sack of a shirt, and she perpetually has her nunchaku ready. She has slicked back red hair. Her amber unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, she has a hard time making friends. She has a cruel streak; something she gained from her previous mentor. She harbors resentment against her former mentor.

History: She was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for her. It may also be what makes her so good at details. Through the years after Margery was born, her father became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Margery's father didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic, Insomniac. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 30 gp.

Description: She wears grey leather gloves, a grey jacket, and tight pants. She carries with her a set of shortbows on her belt, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. Her long white hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. Her hazel eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: She is extraordinarily eccentric. She is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure she is not cheated out of a speck.

History: Yurgunn was born into a poor family. Growing up, she dreamt of becoming a Adept, 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 Adept in service of a powerful lord somewhere. She was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. She has dedicated herself to building a better village for her children.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and she has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 300 sp. 1 Disguise kit.

Description: A 5'2" northern man, he wears a white small hat and white clothes. His golden hair is thinning but still full. His gray unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. When Pûg reached his early adolescence his Half-Orc father 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 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: Fighting. Flaws: Disease, Shy, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 500 sp.