Description: An imposing woman with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, she wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally she sports a red coat. She sports a flattop hair cut. She has a tattooed face.

Personality: She resents people who mock her appearance or her, so she has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. She spends most of her days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There she gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: She was born in the east, but her parents moved at a very young age to the south. She was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature lance.

Motivation: She has passion for adventuring and risk; and she wants to meet her childhood hero

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Slave. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: 3'6" and muscular, this northern man wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. He wears a small hat to cover his moderate length black hair. His eyes are likewise hazel.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. Ribbles is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his brothers into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. His mother disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his mother, he was betrayed dozens of times. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Slave. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Banded mail. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Masterwork Light steel shield.

Description: She wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. Her attire stands in sharp contrast to her mace, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a cross on it. Her black hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. Her gray eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: She exudes charisma. She is a tour de force of persuasion. Her philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Being born in the east, she completed her medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. She returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. She was a general practitioner in the east for years, until she, through no fault of her own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal she made her way west. She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature mace.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Bellfounder and was forced into it by her family; and her spouse's relatives view her with great suspicion

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Adventurer, Attractive, Rich, Family. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. He sports grey clothing, slightly heavier than average wear, marred by teas. His white hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Morgran will drive conversation. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He took after his father in leading caravans. Because they were valued, his father taught him to defend himself. When his father died while fighting dire rats, the young Morgran began to lead the lost caravan. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he wants revenge against dire rats

Ideals: Extrovert, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 3 Holy water.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with broad hat. His silver hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gray.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Healer who has hired him part-time. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. While he appears to be a normal Dwarf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. After a long history of fighting, Beloril and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and to be a performer again

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Has a crush, Job. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.