Description: This woman wears grey painted combat armor at almost all times. She is muscular with a powerful set of arms. Her hair is cut close to her head. Her eyes are likewise violet. Her teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Yurgunn isn't afraid of most anything. She has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Dwarven unity. She is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: Yurgunn was born in the south. At a young age she loved to build and create. Her father was a mechanic, and taught her how to fix just about anything. One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: She feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world.

Ideals: Impeccable, Persistence. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 200 sp. Jet (60 gp).

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.