Description: She is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. She wears brown trousers with green and violet striped suspenders. She wears various colorful collared shirts. Beneath her clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. She wears her auburn hair up in a very large beehive style do. This violet eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: She cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with her opinion, she thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, she can get violently argumentative. She cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist she will grow angry at them.

History: She got into the Junk Dealer business at a young age. Her mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but she insists her mother was legitimate. She has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Junk Dealer.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and to be a spy again

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Slave, Job, Religious. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 7000 sp.

Description: This younger middle-aged woman dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner, and a wedding ring on her left hand. Her white fur is thinning but still full. She has green eyes and a brown hat with a white feather.

Personality: A grumpy gal she will invite people to lunch so she can critique them. Yet she still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. She has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her mother always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. Since her mother passed away years ago, her father had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. She has since married many spouses, only to have them die. She claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Philantrophist, Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, In love. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: A woman with a calm yet intense air about her, she likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. She has slicked back golden hair. Her gray eyes peer out from beneath her top tan hat.

Personality: She has always had a great fascination with Halfling culture. She is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: She was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family Vadania was a troubled youth. She spent her days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent her evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Vadania decided she wanted neither the life of her mother nor that of the evil petty criminals she associated with. During her early adolescence, she took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. She now spends her time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Her religion dominates her actions; and halfling compassion

Ideals: Joker, Philantrophist. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Criminal record, Religious. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 60 pp. Jade (130 gp). White pearl (130 gp). Amber (130 gp).

Description: This woman sports pastel clothing, slightly heavier than average wear, and sports empty pouches on her belt. Her long cinnamon fur is drawn into a two foot long braid. Her eyes are yellow and she is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: She is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. She also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. She has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her mother and father. Her mother taught her the rudiments of the Masseuse arts, while her father instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Since her mother passed away years ago, her father had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. She got away from her former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: Her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by orcs, and she desires to right it; and many orcs want her driven away

Flaws: Antagonistic, Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 600 sp. 3 Holy water.

Description: She very much looks the part of a Apothecary, but does not cut a very imposing figure. She walks with a slouch but will stand straight to her full 4'10" when asserting herself. Her hair is greying and her face has many wrinkles. Her eyes are likewise gray. Her teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: She is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends she is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy herself. She does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Trained by her father for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. She graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. She advanced relatively quickly due to her good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. She tends to her Apothecary job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations she has.

Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Joker, Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 1800 sp. Sardonyx (80 gp). Black pearl (200 gp). Golden yellow topaz (200 gp).

Description: He stands about 5'5" and wears a tattered pair of loose blue pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. He sports a long red beard, and similarly colored long hair. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines violet.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. When Caeldrim reached his early adolescence his Elf mother 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. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 30 pp. Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp).

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a white vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His green leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his white boots flare out at the collars. His hair is cut close to his head. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Chay took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up shield and armor he uses now. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and balancing his hectic life and new brewer responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Athletic, Opinionated, Philantrophist, Gifted. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 12000 cp.