Description: This woman dresses in brown turtlenecks beneath a blue coat with black slacks. She is muscular with a powerful set of arms. Her beige fur is lengthy and is close to two feet long. She has a dull look in her yellow eyes.

Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Sun is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: She was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a ruined castle. She would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Sun took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up pickaxe and armor she uses now. She is untrained/undisciplined, which makes her dangerous.

Motivation: To unite with her sister; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Mundane, Insane. Bonds: Nature, Family. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 90 pp.

Description: He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He is physically well-built. He has done his best to style his white crest to look like a famous performer. His eyes are gold.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He is obsessed with his god.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Dragonborns in the south were limited. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions.

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Religious, Immigrant. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 70000 cp.

Description: She is a small woman, but exceptionally fit. She wears a grey tunic with tan highlights, and long violet pants that bunch up around her shoes. Her hair, while still mostly golden, has prominent grey streaks. Her violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Morana isn't afraid of most anything. She has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Dwarven unity. She is used to getting what she wants. In part because she is a meticulous planner.

History: When she was but 8 years old her parents immigrated from the south. She sought a place where she would be rewarded solely on the merits of her skills. This search led her directly into Miner work with an outfit from a few towns over. Miner work suited her well, and with each successful project, she earned more gold and more respect from her peers. She struck the Miner job and began her own company from there.

Motivation: Expand her business; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable, Professionalism. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He stands about 5'9" and wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a violet coat. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. With a patchy white beard and wild white hair. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep brown.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: Born in the south to a Mortician, Gunter learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. His parents enrolled him in a Adept school at a young age so that he could practice his druidic talents. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Mortician for the past few years.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 500 gp.