Description: A pudgy woman standing about 5'0" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers her face most of the time. She wears her auburn hair down. Her eyes are violet and catlike.

Personality: She takes her job very seriously, in part because she fears she cannot get a new one. She moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep her interest for a month it is impressive.

History: She was born in the south, but her parents moved at a very young age to the north. She found a children's book about a Elf Commoner who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. She modeled her life after the story, seeing herself destined a hero. She has achieved small success as a Miner.

Motivation: To reunite with her absent father; and to be a map maker again

Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 28000 sp. Eye agate (8 gp). Jet (50 gp). Zircon (40 gp). 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: This woman is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. She wears an entirely blue suit with tan socks and a vest with buckled shoes. She has done her best to style her auburn hair to look like a famous performer. She is baby faced.

Personality: She dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the east. She never wears the same outfit twice, unless she absolutely has to.

History: Naivara was born the youngest of three triplets. Her first spouse was a Glassblower, they had one daughter, but her spouse won total custody. Without her spouse to temper her she grew out of control. 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: Her relatives are trying to arrange a marriage.

Ideals: Pacifist, Artistic, Persistence. Bonds: Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 40 gp.

Description: 6'6" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He wears a green shirt with thin grey vertical stripes and brown pants. His green crest has been sun bleached extensively. His gold eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. He also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Dragonborn conditions. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Dragonborn people; and dragonborn compassion

Flaws: Addict, Lazy, Disease, Racist. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 1100 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears a pastel Stetson hat and pastel clothes. He has done his best to style his yellow fur to look like a famous performer. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. After a long history of fighting, Skirt and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and retire the richest man in the north

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor, Nature. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 500 sp. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: This man stands a little under 5'0" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears a blue shirt, with a black mid length shorts with black tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He wears his silver hair up in a very large beehive style do. His eyes are gray and beady.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Apothecary but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Adran was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Apothecary. He's also a talented Doctor, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and balancing his hectic life and new apothecary responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Fighting, Pacifist, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 9000 cp.