Description: She wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with blue lining and desert motifs. She has a long chestnut ponytail with little hanging trinkets. She has hazel eyes and a blue hat with a tan feather.

Personality: Quelenna hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate her. It was this clingy personality that held back her dancing career. She has a small toy that she constantly fidgets with.

History: She was raised in a desert tribe. She was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. She never won. She's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: Her religion dominates her actions; and she has a rivalry with the church that dominates her actions

Ideals: Artistic, Athletic. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Nature, Religious. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This woman is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers her face most of the time. She is muscular with a powerful set of arms. Sporting a golden mohawk this woman's hair draws a lot of attention. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: She has two modes she varies between. On the job she is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job she is a party animal. She is cautious and jumpy. She reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: The child of western immigrants she idolized her father. Ostracized due to the martial powers of her oldest sister, she and her siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Dwarves became a terror of the countryside. She has gone from town to town till she finds a spot where she can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and she is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Fearful, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Server

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 1000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She is a paragon of her species. She is larger and stronger than most Half-Elves. Her skin is light but she possesses many pastel ritualistic tattoos. She wears a fine chain shirt which she covers with violet colored cloaks and clothing. Her hair is greying and her face has many wrinkles. Her gray eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Emmeline embodies much of what other species detest in the Half-Elves. She also is a firm believer in the womanly ideal.

History: Born in the north to a Fortune-teller, Emmeline learned a great deal about her mother's area of expertise. She sought a place where she would be rewarded solely on the merits of her skills. This search led her directly into Fortune-teller work with an outfit from a few towns over. Fortune-teller 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 Fortune-teller.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for her; and to be a fisher again

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic, Impulsive. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 700 gp. Deep blue spinel (1200 gp). Bloodstone (20 gp). Onyx (20 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1200 gp). Banded agate (4 gp). Carnelian (20 gp). Star ruby (1100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Standing 5'2", this man very much looks the part of a Apothecary. His lavender fur is knotted and matted. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are hazel.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Apothecary but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his father. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Seven took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up bow and armor he uses now. He has achieved small success as a Apothecary.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and expand his business

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 1100 sp.