Description: A pudgy woman standing about 4'7" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She wears professional attire. Her blonde hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. Her skin is flawless and her brown eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: She is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as she rather likes the sound of her voice. Her demeanor is somewhat feminine. She invites people to come help in her community garden.

History: The child of northern immigrants she idolized her father. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Half-Elves in the north were limited. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and human compassion

Ideals: Optimist, Philantrophist. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 100 pp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: This late middle aged woman wears a green costume with the symbols of death on her torso and is in decent physical shape. Her chestnut hair is unkempt and raggedy. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: She shows great sympathy to all travelers. She's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. She is a great chef.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. After coming to the age of reason, Damaia took it upon herself to study the psionic arts in their entirety; because of this, she was labeled a dark omen and banished from her homeland. She was granted psionic powers by her dying sister.

Motivation: She is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs; and her religion dominates her actions

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Religious. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 20 pp.

Description: 6'6" and muscular, this southern man is wearing a long, green cloak. He keeps his scarlet crest in a flapper bob. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady gold eyes.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Dadalan was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Dragonborns in the south were limited. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Athletic, Joker, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Mentor, Immigrant. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 1000 gp. Moonstone (50 gp).

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His hair is auburn and curly. He has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He also is a firm believer in the manly ideal.

History: Born to a Miller, his father struggled to pay the bills. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by illithids, and he desires to right it

Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 200 gp. Red-brown spinel (110 gp). Lapis lazuli (14 gp). Freshwater pearl (14 gp).

Description: 6'3" and muscular, this southern woman is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing black cape and mantle trimmed with soft white waves gently in the breeze. She wears her brass crest down. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines red.

Personality: She snorts whenever she laughs or is feeling confident. She can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. Brilliant and gifted she never wanted to apply herself. 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. Savaran fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and she has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 90 pp. 1 Minor magic item.