Description: This eastern woman's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, she slurs her words together. She wears long strands of sapphire and short green dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. Her white hair is greasy and uncared for. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: Her tongue was cut out and she uses sign language. Energy wise she seems alert and responsive.

History: She was born into a rich family. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. She now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 16000 cp. Zircon (20 gp). 1 Climber’s kit.

Description: This late middle aged man wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge and is in decent physical shape. He wears his golden hair down. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Half-Elf in existence. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Mayor they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Map Maker, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: Regain custody of his son; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Justice, Impeccable. Bonds: Enemies, Military, Family. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 5000 sp. Red spinel (50 gp). Rich purple corundum (900 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he wears a robe, a symbol of strength around his neck, and a kukri on his belt. His golden hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Kellen 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.

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 80 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a green armored body suit, with a simple yellow line shooting up and back down. His crest is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His eyes are likewise gold.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: Pijjirik was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. While he appears to be a normal Dragonborn, 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. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 10 pp.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a brown tunic with tan highlights, and long yellow pants that bunch up around his shoes. His cinnamon fur is heavily combed to the right. His green eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage daughter.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. Being born in the south, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the south for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way east. 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 wants to raise his children well

Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Family, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 2400 gp. Iolite (50 gp). White opal (1300 gp). Sard (50 gp). Zircon (50 gp).