Description: A woman with a friendly, welcoming air about her, she wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). Her tied-back hair is black. She wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: She runs her personal life as if detached from it. She organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits she will get from it. She has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: She was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family She was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. As of late she has set up a hidden staging nest where she ambushes people she hires for escort.

Motivation: She possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and she made a deal with a demon which lead to her current lot in life, and she's becoming increasingly nervous about it

Flaws: Selfish, Fearful. Bonds: Criminal record, Adventurer, Debt. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 50 pp. Deep blue spinel (200 gp). Red-brown spinel (160 gp). White opal (1100 gp). Obsidian (5 gp).

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'6" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with yellow colored cloaks and clothing. His blonde hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. The war was a terrible time for him, and Tim does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. When Tim reached his early adolescence his Half-Elf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Rich. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 40000 cp.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a brown coat. His hair is short and golden. His violet eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is mildly Dwarf supremacist, though he does not identify as such. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero; and a strong sense of loyalty to human people

Flaws: Racist, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 2000 cp.

Description: He is lean but muscular and likes to wear ponchos typically of a light blue in addition to tight pants. His tied-back hair is auburn. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: Broce was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Job, Rich, Has a crush. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 100 gp. Golden yellow topaz (1200 gp). Hematite (6 gp). Citrine (40 gp). Moonstone (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She is a small woman, but exceptionally fit. She wears a shirt that is too small, which lets her gut show, with a ratty brown coat over it. She has styled her gray fur well, parting it to the right. Her copper eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: She considers herself the perfect lady. She makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. 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, Windy is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: The child of a Mayor, who enjoyed hunting, Windy was taken on many hunting expeditions. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a large cave. She would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Windy took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up sai and armor she uses now. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: She feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world; and nothing but the best is good enough for her

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 300 gp. Red-brown spinel (160 gp). 1 Minor magic item.