Description: Dark and lean, she is a relatively plain woman. She wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. Her red hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. Her fierce gray eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: She is irascible and easily irritated. She plays an instrument quite well.

History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a large cave. She would wander through that large cave 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Oriel took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up ceremonial dagger and armor she uses now. Lacking all sense, she decided to go on an adventure. She picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: Her relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and to unite with her sister

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Nature, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Breastplate.

Description: She is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. She wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with green lining and desert motifs. Beneath her clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. Her silver hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. She wears a mask on her face.

Personality: She loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. She always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove her into the Fletcher business.

History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. She was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: She's attracted to the PC.

Ideals: Opinionated, Persistence. Bonds: Slave, Poor. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is light but he possesses many brown ritualistic tattoos. He wears a blue collared shirt and brown pants. He accessorizes with a green scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His long black hair reaches down to his waist. 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 is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by drow. Varis was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the drow.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Enemies, Poor. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 2700 sp.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears dark leathers with embroidery. His auburn hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: A child with a great deal of dancing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. Through the years after Gerbo was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Gerbo's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. 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: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Artistic, Persistence, Impeccable. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 2000 gp. Violet garnet (500 gp). Chrysoberyl (130 gp). Black star sapphire (800 gp). Black opal (800 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (8 gp). Blue star sapphire (800 gp). Smoky quartz (60 gp).