Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears a tattered pair of loose yellow pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His red hair is cut short. His gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of giants may trigger it at times.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. After a long history of fighting, Hadarai and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: Revenge; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Athletic, Opinionated. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 400 gp.

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 a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with tan lining and desert motifs. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy black hair. His blue eyes peer out from beneath his feathered tan hat.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Dayereth embodies much of what other species detest in the Elves. Dayereth enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic, Hedonist. Bonds: Immigrant, Slave. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: She wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath her coat. She has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. Her hair is cut close to her head. Her face is scarred and worn.

Personality: She's a bit of a prankster. She knows she is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. She is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in her opinion.

History: A studious child she never was much for a social life, not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the west were limited. She was granted necromantic powers by her dying sister.

Motivation: Expand her business; and someone believes her a fraud

Ideals: Joker, Opinionated, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He dresses in white turtlenecks beneath a green coat with brown slacks. He has no hair. He has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Ozyman embodies much of what other species detest in the Halflings. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Shepherd arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His psionic abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Addict. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 6000 gp. Hematite (10 gp). Alexandrite (700 gp). Moss agate (10 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She is an average looking southern female in her early mid-life. She wears green robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a lance, but if one is not available she will default to her halberd. Her silver hair is unkempt and raggedy. Her eyes are black and catlike.

Personality: The woman has a huge range of feeling. She will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how she will be a better person from this day on. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Anakis is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Miller hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: To pay off her debts; and she is unsatisfied with her job

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Emotional. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Superior lock. 1 Superior lock.