Description: She is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. Her skin is fair and her fingers are delicate and long. She wears her hair in dreadlocks. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, she has a hard time making friends. She would rather hide behind her crafts than deal with other people.

History: Her history is one of pain. She was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves her parents kept. In her 10th year, her parents were killed by a drow raid, leaving Dee alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, she was adopted. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Dee fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike her way of doing things and want revenge.

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Shy. Bonds: Slave, Enemies. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 3200 sp.

Description: A hulking woman with gigantic muscles, she prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for her hunting needs. Her red hair is well kept. Her blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: She has always had a great fascination with Elven culture. She also has developed a complete distrust of the Fortune-teller profession.

History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. A gifted student she started as a Fortune-teller, but she got bored and became a Seamstress. She guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: To settle down with her crush; and balancing her hectic life and new seamstress responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Racist, Secretive. Bonds: Rich, Job, Military, Has a crush. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: This younger middle-aged man is renowned for his bright tan suits and hats, and a wedding ring on his left hand. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of orcs may trigger it at times.

History: Wiggens hails from a village terrorized by orcs. At a young age his father died while driving off some orcs. His mother being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in glaive use. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: In love, Job, Enemies, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 600 gp. Onyx (30 gp). Rich purple corundum (1200 gp). Black star sapphire (1200 gp). Alexandrite (1200 gp). 1 Climber’s kit. 1 Simple lock. 1 Magnifying glass. 1 Silk rope.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a green coat over a grey low-cut shirt, and a wide-brimmed hat upon his head. His white crest is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He is an amazing painter.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Glassblower arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His parents enrolled him in a Aristocrat school at a young age so that he could practice his psionic talents. He bought a greataxe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day; and he is greedy

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: Just what you see.