Description: She is of a modest build and height, but she carries herself more imposing than she is. She is wearing a long, tan, dusty cloak. She has moderate length blonde hair. Her hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She is cool and collected. She likes to make quips and puns whenever she does anything. She also makes a point to compliment her superiors and flatter them. She refers to her adoptive father for almost all things she is unsure about, which are numerous. She is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Unvera was raised in a hard working conservative environment. She sought a place where she would be rewarded solely on the merits of her skills. This search led her directly into Navigator work with an outfit from a few towns over. Navigator work suited her well, and with each successful project, she earned more gold and more respect from her peers. Some 10 years later her spouse died after the birth of her son. Heartbroken, Unvera never married again. Instead she focused her life to raising her son whom she trained as her father had trained her before.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and she desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Family, Job, In love, Adventurer. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Elves. His skin is light but he possesses many tan ritualistic tattoos. He wears dark leathers with embroidery. His moppish golden hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His eyes are brown and beady.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the north. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His 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 he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. After coming to the age of reason, Naill took it upon himself to study the divine arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Pacifist, Logical, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 3000 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (100 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (100 gp). Jeweled anklet (2000 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (1700 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (400 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (100 gp). A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (140 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (100 gp).

Description: A 5'11" eastern man, he wears long strands of emerald and short yellow dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His white hair has been sun bleached extensively. His violet eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: This man loves writing and to teach people writing more than just about anything. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered east to less war torn lands. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to goblins demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He wants revenge against goblins.

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: She appears as an extremely gaunt Human, and stands approximately 5'4". She wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. She usually doesn't wear a shirt, and her gloved hand is found clutching a mace. Her white hair is greasy and uncared for. Her gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She swings through moods quickly. One moment she is cool and collected, the next she is carried away by passions. She will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: When she was but 4 years old her parents immigrated from the north. She inherited a moderately successful company from her father. Under her leadership it has flourished, and using capital from her venture she effectively owns an entire region. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: She's in love; and to settle down with her crush

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich, Has a crush. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 20 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He wears a blue collared shirt and yellow pants. He accessorizes with a brown scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His chestnut hair is cut short. His green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with painting. He constantly tries to fill his life with painting. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Born to a Courier, his mother struggled to pay the bills. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered painting. During his travels, Dabbledob and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Dabbledob discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Dabbledob fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: To clean up the streets.

Ideals: Artistic, Extrovert. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 600 gp. Golden pearl (110 gp). Lapis lazuli (5 gp). Moonstone (80 gp). Chalcedony (80 gp).