Description: This late middle aged woman is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Shoemaker and is in decent physical shape. Her hair is short and purple. This gold eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Verin speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. She is clearly well-traveled and educated. She is always in debt, since she spends her money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: Verin hails from a village terrorized by giants. She sought a place where she would be rewarded solely on the merits of her skills. This search led her directly into Shoemaker work with an outfit from a few towns over. Shoemaker work suited her well, and with each successful project, she earned more gold and more respect from her peers. She has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Shoemaker.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and she has a crush on the local barkeep

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Enemies, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 5000 cp. Amber (120 gp).

Description: He has a large green mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his tan robe. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly maces and quarterstaffs. He keeps his brass crest in a pixie cut. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. He moved out east to avoid the crime he committed. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insomniac, Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Darkwood Shield. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Banded mail.

Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized green coat. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his pickaxe, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a rose on it. He has done his best to style his silver hair to look like a famous performer. 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 is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He always admired divine-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. 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: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Sensitive. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears a grey collared shirt and brown pants. He accessorizes with a black scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His chestnut hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His fierce violet eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: Born to a Spice Merchant, his father struggled to pay the bills. A gifted student he started as a Spice Merchant, but he got bored and became a Barkeep. He struck the Barkeep job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Logical. Bonds: Job, Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 220 gp.