Description: This woman is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing tan cape and mantle trimmed with soft violet waves gently in the breeze. She is muscular with a powerful set of arms. She wears her black hair down. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.

Personality: She loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from her. She is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Elf in existence. Her actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as she answers to a power that mortal women fail to acknowledge.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Her father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted her to inherit them. Due to her spouse's obsession with being a Mercenary they were divorced and she won custody of their son. She worked as a Weaver, and she later adopted a second son.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and she is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Rich, Religious, Family, Criminal record. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. His brown fur is kept up in a ponytail inside a wide-brimmed hat. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Tiefling companion (his 'brother'). Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.

Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Adventurer, Has a crush, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He has moderate length silver hair. His violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Gilthur hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his dancing career. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Cursed with a spirit at a very young age, Gilthur has worked very hard to control his curse. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Dwarven artifacts is his passion.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Disease, Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 240 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: This eastern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears skinny pants and wears a red and brown robe with the hood down. He has dyed his greying brown hair a little too much giving a sharp brown color. His ears are large.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Mercenary profession.

History: He comes from a rich eastern family. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. 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 settle down with his crush; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Rich, In love, Has a crush. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. He wears his red crest up. His eyes are likewise red.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Nithther fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 1700 gp.