Description: He wears a grey tunic with blue highlights, and long green pants that bunch up around his shoes, and carries sickles. He wears his white hair down. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady green eyes.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Peter fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Fearful. Bonds: Nature, Religious. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 40 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears white leather gloves, a white jacket, and tight pants. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His eyes are a pleasant gray.

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. The war was a terrible time for him, and Ur-Lisak does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

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 was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Rich. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 1000 gp. Aquamarine (1000 gp). Peridot (20 gp). Blue sapphire (500 gp). Zircon (20 gp). Zircon (20 gp). Bloodstone (20 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A woman with a friendly, welcoming air about her, she wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized tan coat. Her chestnut hair is cut short. Her blue eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: She resents people who mock her appearance or her, so she has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. She takes great joy in being the best Junk Dealer in town.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. She was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform She ran away from her former home and has been making her living as a Junk Dealer for the past few years.

Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out.

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Slave. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 160 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (300 gp).

Description: She appears as an extremely gaunt Tabaxi, and stands approximately 5'1". She wears brown robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a rapier, but if one is not available she will default to her shortbow, and her gloved hand is found clutching a shortbow. Her beige fur is lengthy. She has several tiny aquamarine earrings on each ear.

Personality: She barks her statements quickly and with little fuss. She prefers small words and is at her heart utilitarian. She is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Tabaxis.

History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. She was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. Her spouse died of illness and she inherited everything. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: To prove her worth to the world; and she is greedy

Flaws: Terse, Racist, Impulsive. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: A woman with a warm, jovial air about her, she wears brown robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a quarterstaff, but if one is not available she will default to her bow. Her feathered hat is riddled with cuts and holes. This gray eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: She snorts whenever she laughs or is feeling confident. She invites people to come help in her community garden.

History: Born in the south to a Fortune-teller, Mary learned a great deal about her mother's area of expertise. Her mother was a soldier and died while she was still young. Mary was left her mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. She has worked as a Fortune-teller like her mother before her.

Motivation: She is unsatisfied with her job.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 400 gp.