Description: She is a pot bellied northern woman with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. She wears a brown collared shirt and white skirt. She accessorizes with a green scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across her shirt. Her fur, while still mostly red, has prominent grey streaks. She wears an eyepatch.

Personality: She is fixated on the number 79. She counts her steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. She seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. She is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Great lived on a farm with her father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. She was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. She never won. When her spouse passed she lost her only source of income but claims to her daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: An old rival family wants her found; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 200 gp. Bloodstone (80 gp). Jasper (80 gp). Tourmaline (100 gp).

Description: A thin woman, she clearly needs to put on some weight, but she still has a lot of muscle. She is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. She wears a top hat to hide her balding. Her hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She is filled with cunning. She likes to feign weakness letting people think she is weak. She is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Since her father passed away years ago, her mother 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 guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: She is content; and she seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Secretive, Selfish, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 110 gp. Obsidian (16 gp).

Description: A man of a pale complexion, 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. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy blonde hair. He has gleaming, smiling hazel eyes.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Sculptor born in the past three hundred years. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was born into a rich family. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered painting. He was granted psionic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Gifted, Artistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Job, Rich. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 600 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This northern woman is abnormally tall. She prefers to wear tan clothing when she does not wear armor. Her whole body is exceptionally muscular. Her hair, while still mostly blonde, has prominent grey streaks. Her skin is flawless and her hazel eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: She is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. She is an amazing painter.

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. Elama was born on a far northern forest where she grew up under the tutelage of her father, an expert Glassblower. She inherited the family business which she has now maintained for 5 years.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and expand her business

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Military, Job. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 3000 cp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He wears a green costume with the symbols of the sun god on his torso, and carries hand crossbows. He wears his brown hair down. His skin is flawless and his white eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was born at the edge of vast mountains. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Xappan took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up hand crossbow and armor he uses now. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Xappan fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Map Maker

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

Possessions: 130 pp. Deep green spinel (100 gp). Chalcedony (60 gp). Carnelian (60 gp). Bloodstone (60 gp). Alexandrite (600 gp).

Description: He wears just a green suit, and carries flails. His blue crest is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. His half smiles and gold eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Spice Merchant who has hired him part-time. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: Dadalan was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Wants a kiss.

Ideals: Fighting, Justice, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 5000 gp. Brown-green garnet (80 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1400 gp). Blue sapphire (900 gp). Black pearl (1400 gp). Eye agate (11 gp). Chrysoberyl (80 gp). Hematite (11 gp). Iolite (80 gp). Amethyst (80 gp). Iolite (80 gp). Rhodochrosite (11 gp). Hematite (11 gp). Star rose quartz (80 gp).

Description: This exceptionally lanky man is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing pastel cape and mantle trimmed with soft brown waves gently in the breeze. His fur is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He takes great joy in being the best Navigator in town.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Navigator. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and to be a stylist again

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Job. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 1000 cp.