Description: This slender woman stands about 3'2". She is dressed in a clean red cloak covering her clean studded leather. Her Stetson hat is riddled with cuts and holes. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady blue eyes.

Personality: She loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from her. She is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Halfling in existence. She dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. Her biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: A studious child she never was much for a social life, not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out. Nora was born on a far eastern mountains where she grew up under the tutelage of her father, an expert Barrister. She routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and her relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Justice, Logical, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 900 gp. Rhodochrosite (15 gp). Alexandrite (500 gp). Red spinel (60 gp).

Description: She wears a robe, a symbol of death around her neck, and a flail on her belt. She carries with her a set of flails on her belt, each one with a emerald on the hilt. Her red hair is greasy and uncared for. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Stoic and calm, she prefers to meditate than take action. She seeks to pay back kindness whenever she gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip she always seeks to do solids for her friends.

History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. 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. She used her abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 1700 gp.

Description: This younger middle-aged man is typically in his Weaver uniform, and a wedding ring on his left hand. His black hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a small hat. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He has achieved small success as a Weaver.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world.

Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Job, In love, Nature, Poor. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with blue colored cloaks and clothing. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He is a hateful person. He taunts others and blames them for his problems. He is an amazing painter.

History: Varis was born the youngest of three triplets. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He has been saving his money to try and buy his sister's freedom.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and to reunite with his absent mother

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Family, Religious. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 250 pp. Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (70 gp). Solid gold idol (300 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (300 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (70 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (800 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This woman is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of her veins is visible when she is not flexing. Her shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for her due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. Her purple hair is still thick. Her eyes are white and beady.

Personality: She loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. She loves teas. She is very sensitive about her face. To blow off anger she lifts weights and to control her otherwise explosive temper she works out a lot.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. 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 illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Nemeia fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 160 gp. 1 Everburning torch.