Description: This slender woman stands about 5'6". She wears a yellow vest with golden trim over her white shirt. Her white leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and her yellow boots flare out at the collars. Her hair is blonde and very short. Her gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Vaina isn't afraid of most anything. She has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Half-Elven unity. She cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. She graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. She advanced relatively quickly due to her good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. She would ruin relationships and cause injury. She was reprimanded several times before being given her current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Impeccable, Philantrophist, Optimist. Bonds: Military, Criminal record. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 500 gp. Black opal (900 gp). Tourmaline (130 gp).

Description: This malnourished man is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His chestnut hair is knotted and matted. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Masseuse hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. 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: To find somewhere to settle down; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insomniac, Mundane, Disease. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 100 gp. Carnelian (50 gp).

Description: She is a woman of bearing and well nourished. She likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. Her hair is golden and very short. Her amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She hates Half-Elves with a passion. As such she is filled with self loathing. She is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes her no end of embarrassment.

History: The child of western immigrants she idolized her father. She was an apprentice working in her father's forge. She has gone from town to town till she finds a spot where she can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: She seems to be bored by most things; and to be a fletcher again

Flaws: Racist, Forgetful, Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 2000 sp. Black opal (800 gp). Lapis lazuli (13 gp). Obsidian (13 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This woman wears a tattered pair of loose black pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs, and sports empty pouches on her belt. Her crest is rusty and very short. Her red eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: She can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. She is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes her no end of embarrassment.

History: She was born on a small isolated farm. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. 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. Havilar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To reunite with her absent mother; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Darkwood Buckler.