Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what she was had she not made sure her armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit she dresses like a well dressed Interpreter does. Her yellow fur is drawn into a tight pony tail with a rose scrunchie. Her blue eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She is happy with her job as a Interpreter. She turns her eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. She is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. 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 now owns her own business.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and to be a bather again

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 1600 gp. Moss agate (12 gp). Rhodochrosite (12 gp). Amethyst (160 gp). Silver pearl (160 gp). Fire opal (1000 gp). Zircon (80 gp). White pearl (160 gp). Carnelian (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A woman with a cold, calculating air about her, she wears yellow trousers with red and green striped suspenders. She wears various colorful collared shirts. She wears her blonde hair up in a very large beehive style do. She has several tiny amethyst earrings on each ear.

Personality: Stoic and calm, she prefers to meditate than take action. A fanatic, her devotion to her small selection of gods is unquestionable. She claims to be doing their will and will base all her actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Raised by wardens she was only a novice when giants swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. Because her father participated in the massacre of their homeland, giants burned their ranch to the ground and forced them out. She was preparing to flee to the north, but the outbreak of war prevented her and her mother from journeying north to reunite her family. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Someone believes her a fraud; and she is greedy

Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Rich, Religious, Enemies, Immigrant. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 40000 cp.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Cartwright. He has white hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. Before the accident, he was one of the most outspoken anti-Dragonborn activists. He was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Dragonborn doctor. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Gimble fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Dragonborn people; and dragonborn compassion

Ideals: Gifted, Justice, Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Racist. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 800 gp. Red garnet (120 gp). Sard (50 gp). Star rose quartz (50 gp). Tourmaline (120 gp). Amethyst (120 gp).

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His hair is long and silver with streaks of auburn, and is pulled back with small yellow clips. His beard is auburn, braided, and well cared for. His green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Butcher. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Berrian abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He tends to his Butcher job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and to be a masseuse again

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 30 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.