Description: This malnourished man has a large blue mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his white robe. His tied-back hair is golden. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: He was born in the east. Eiravel was born on a far eastern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Shepherd. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: She is an average looking eastern female in her early mid-life. She wears a grey vest and prefers tan and pastel shirts. Her boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. Her golden hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. Her gray eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Dariff isn't afraid of most anything. She has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Dwarven unity. She takes great joy in being the best Body Guard in town.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. After coming to the age of reason, Dariff took it upon herself to study the martial arts in their entirety; because of this, she was labeled a dark omen and banished from her homeland. She then took over the family business and is one of the better Body Guard for hire.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 140 gp.

Description: She is a mite stocky and dresses like a well dressed Soapmaker does. Her red hair is smooth and relatively long. Her blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Calm and collected, she is a well trained Soapmaker. To her fellows she is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: She got into the Soapmaker business at a young age. Her parents were killed by brigands in a raid when she was still a young child. The brigands captured her, and made her a slave and general play-thing. She was beaten and tortured regularly, leading to her deformed appearance. She bought a trident and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Someone believes her a fraud; and she is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Job, Enemies, Nature. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: This late middle aged man wears a green armored body suit, with a simple black line shooting up and back down and is in decent physical shape. His chestnut hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He has several tiny aquamarine earrings on each ear.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Sammal hails from a village terrorized by orcs. His mother had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. 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: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 1500 gp.

Description: She wears a brown vest with golden trim over her white shirt. Her green leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and her brown boots flare out at the collars, and she perpetually has her dagger ready. Her head has been shaved. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are gray.

Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. She is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Bardryn was born the youngest of three triplets. She always admired druidic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To reunite with her absent mother; and an old rival family wants her found

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 1100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.