Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His auburn hair and beard is wavy and long. 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 fixated on the number 12. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He feeds upon the attention of others.

History: Bundrigo was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Sculptor for the past few years.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Flaws: Insomniac, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 400 gp. Violet garnet (500 gp). Banded agate (4 gp).

Description: She prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for her hunting needs. She is portly but not overly obese. She has wavy black hair. Her black eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: She does not care much for physical appearances, nor does she care much for other people. She does however care about what she wants and getting it. On top of that she is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to her employer will always come first she doesn't like to hit women.

History: Her divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. Her parents enrolled her in a Sorcerer school at a young age so that she could practice her divine talents. She has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Junk Dealer. She hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: She wants to meet her childhood hero; and wants her loneliness to end

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Addict, Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 20 gp. Silver pearl (80 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: This tall, slender man wears tattered old clothes. His orange fur is singed and shortened. His amber eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: He was born in a small forest village. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg.

Flaws: Ugly, Sensitive, Secretive. Bonds: Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for her hunting needs. Her chestnut hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. Her eyes are a pleasant gold.

Personality: She loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. She takes great pride in her work and is very well organized. Her planner is full of calendar events.

History: She was born into a rich family. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Tieflings in the south were limited. She tends to her Miller job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations she has.

Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. He has a long blonde beard with little hanging trinkets. His amber eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Thervan isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Half-Elven unity. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Thervan fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 200 pp. A life-sized copper and silver statuette of a cockatrice. (50 gp). A finely crafted rug of intricate, geometric designs worked with silver threading (50 gp). Gold and topaz bottle stopper cork (400 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (140 gp). A delicate brass dragon egg (50 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (500 gp). 1 Minor magic item.