Description: A thin woman, she clearly needs to put on some weight, but she still has a lot of muscle. She sports red clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. Her golden hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a broad hat. Her gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Harriet is depressed about a lot of things. She tends to be a nihilist. The occasional robbery is her preferred attention getting crime, but she mainly uses her means for meeting her own perverse desires.

History: When she was but 6 years old her parents immigrated from the west. She sought a place where she would be rewarded solely on the merits of her skills. This search led her directly into Soapmaker work with an outfit from a few towns over. Soapmaker work suited her well, and with each successful project, she earned more gold and more respect from her peers. She became a Soapmaker soon after.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and she loathes her own lifestyle

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Criminal record, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 330 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This slender woman stands about 2'9". She tends to wear a large white jacket. She has white hair. Her hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: She is business-like. She takes instructions and follows them to the letter. She misses her home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: She was born in the west, but her parents moved at a very young age to the east. Like her father and her sister before her, after school she went straight into learning to become a Carpenter. Some 4 years later her spouse died after the birth of her daughter. Heartbroken, Trym never married again. Instead she focused her life to raising her daughter whom she trained as her father had trained her before.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Professionalism, Logical. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, In love. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 1000 sp. Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (600 gp).

Description: He wears a violet coat over a tan low-cut shirt, and a deerstalker hat upon his head. He carries with him a set of falchions, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He has moderate length blonde hair. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He bought a falchion and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To settle down with his crush; and wants a kiss

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Nature. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She is a woman of bearing and well nourished. She does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when she can avoid it. Her hair is white and curly. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady violet eyes.

Personality: She likes to fabricate stories about her past exploits and how crazy she is, but in actuality she is rather bland. She also is a firm believer in the womanly ideal.

History: A powerful necromancer made her what she is. Before the accident, she was one of the most outspoken anti-Elven activists. She was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Elven doctor. During her travels, Kansif and her party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Kansif discovered the rest of her party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Kansif fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing her own horrible transformation.

Motivation: To end her boredom.

Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Impulsive, Racist. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears well tailored suits and hats with beautiful decoration. He is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. His auburn hair and beard is wavy and long. His amber eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes orcs are coming to abduct people. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Zogdûsh is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Zogdûsh was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by orcs. Zogdûsh was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the orcs.

Motivation: Revenge; and a deep hatred of orcs

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Enemies, Military. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 700 gp. Golden pearl (130 gp). Blue quartz (10 gp). Black pearl (1500 gp). Silver pearl (130 gp). Violet garnet (1500 gp). Star ruby (1400 gp).