Description: Her left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise she appears quite healthy. She likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. She wears her auburn hair up. Her amber eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Here is a woman who knows she is the smartest in the room. She talks down to others constantly. She moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep her interest for a month it is impressive.

History: She was raised in a desert tribe. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Theirastra took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up bastard sword and armor she uses now. She is untrained/undisciplined, which makes her dangerous.

Motivation: To reunite with her absent mother; and she is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Hedonist, Insane. Bonds: Nature, Family. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 1000 gp. Sard (50 gp).

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His silver hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a broad hat. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Gifted from a young age, Flogg studied abroad. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Flogg took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up warhammer and armor he uses now. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: He is an average looking northern male in his early mid-life. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His fur is red and very short. His eyes are a pleasant green.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He uses divination through singing.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Bonds: Slave, Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 200 gp. Silver pearl (90 gp).

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep brown leather and dull tan iron scale mail. His brown hair and beard is wavy and long. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. 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: Lance lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He was taken from his home at a very young age. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and wants a kiss

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Emotional. Bonds: Family, Slave, Has a crush. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 1800 gp. Blue sapphire (600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.