Description: This woman is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. She wears a black shirt, with a brown mid length skirt with brown tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. Her silver hair is lengthy. Her amber eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: She misses her glory days as an athlete. She does not mind her job, but it is boring in comparison. She loves her children and doesn't want them to worry about her. She loves to share her poetry with anyone who is interested.

History: She was raised in a desert tribe. She moved from fad to fad and when she turned 15 she discovered poetry. By chance she met her sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Wants to raise her children well; and her spouse's relatives view her with great suspicion

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Family, Nature. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: This woman stands a little under 2'10" and is a bit bulky. She is very muscular particularly in the legs. She has a large white mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into her brown robe. She wears a top hat to cover her moderate length red hair. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. She loves her children and doesn't want them to worry about her. She loves to share her dancing with anyone who is interested.

History: Raised by wardens she was only a novice when goblins swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. She has had some formal dancing training, and achieved minor success. When her spouse passed she lost her only source of income but claims to her daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: A deep hatred of goblins; and marry her sister to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Family, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Server

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 120000 cp. Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (900 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (900 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (700 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He dresses in brown turtlenecks beneath a violet coat with blue slacks, and carries bastard swords. His hair is short and black. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Theodoric's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Theodoric was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Theodoric fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Optimist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 50 gp.

Description: He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep grey leather and dull black iron scale mail. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. Sporting a red mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He has amber eyes.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. Ostracized due to the arcane powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Humans became a terror of the countryside. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and retire the richest man in the north

Ideals: Gifted, Entrepeneur, Persistence. Bonds: Military, Has a crush. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: Golden pearl (150 gp). 6 Acid flasks.