Description: A 3'4" northern woman, she wears light armors faded through time and improper care. She has shaved her head bald. Her green eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: She hates orcs. She views them as having robbed her home of its proper glory. The war was a terrible time for her, and Buvvie does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.

History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. She sought a place where she would be rewarded solely on the merits of her skills. This search led her directly into Weaver work with an outfit from a few towns over. Weaver work suited her well, and with each successful project, she earned more gold and more respect from her peers. She struck the Weaver job and began her own company from there.

Motivation: Many orcs want her driven away.

Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Enemies, Military, Job. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 280 gp. 1 Masterwork Thieves’ tools.

Description: She wears a large hat to cast shadows over her face and wears ponchos to better hide her body. She carries with her a set of sickles, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. Her brown hair is unkempt and raggedy. Her eyes are a pleasant green.

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 Half-Elf in existence. She has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Slave Trader hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and she has a crush on the local spy

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 30000 cp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. His hair is chestnut and curly. He has amber eyes.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 30000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She is of a modest build and height, but she carries herself more imposing than she is. She wears a brown armored body suit, with a simple green line shooting up and back down. Her hair is greying and her face has many wrinkles. She is baby faced.

Personality: She misses her glory days as an athlete. She does not mind her job, but it is boring in comparison. She is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Werydd was born in the north. At a young age she loved to build and create. Werydd was born on a far northern forest where she grew up under the tutelage of her mother, an expert Server. She was granted necromantic powers by her dying brother.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted, Persistence. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Server

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 1000 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (200 gp).

Description: This man wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with brown colored cloaks and clothing, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He sports a flattop hair cut. His hazel eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 8. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He disdains his fellow easterners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was born in the east. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Slave, Rich, Family. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 300 gp.