Description: This woman is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. She is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by her earthly robes.. Her lavender fur is drawn into a tight pony tail with a cross scrunchie. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: She hates goblins. She views them as having robbed her home of its proper glory. She does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Born in the south to a Bricklayer, Two Llamas learned a great deal about her mother's area of expertise. She helped her mother out around the business and became quite the natural. She ran away from her former home and has been making her living as a Bricklayer for the past few years.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and expand her business

Ideals: Extrovert. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Enemies, Job. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 2000 cp.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears dark leathers with embroidery. He has done his best to style his purple hair to look like a famous performer. His gold eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing poetry.

History: A powerful slaver made him what he is. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered poetry. He's also a talented Servant, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out

Ideals: Athletic, Persistence, Artistic. Bonds: Mentor, Slave. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: Her skin has the orange glow of too much sun. She dresses in brown turtlenecks beneath a blue coat with pastel slacks. Her hair is white, silky, and of moderate length. She wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: She is a sleazy, sleazy gal. She has no qualms about using her powers of suggestion to get people to do what she wants. Her home and work are filled with various knick knacks she has acquired through the years. She cares a great deal for her adopted teenage daughter.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Sybil grew up listening to her father's many stories. In her 10th year, her parents were killed by a brigands raid, leaving Sybil alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, she was adopted. She now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: Meet up once more with her childhood friend; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 16000 sp. Rich purple corundum (500 gp). Citrine (30 gp). Chrysoberyl (90 gp). Deep blue spinel (1200 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears long strands of jet and short brown dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. With bright golden hair and a scraggly beard. 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 likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. 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: To find somewhere to settle down; and to get a good night's sleep

Flaws: Insomniac, Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Attractive. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 1200 gp.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears a yellow coat over a black low-cut shirt, and a wide-brimmed hat upon his head. He keeps his chestnut hair in a pixie cut. His brown eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Vanuath isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Half-Elven unity. The war was a terrible time for him, and Vanuath does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 800 sp.