Description: This woman is tall and muscular. She very much looks the part of a Bowyer. Her silver hair is matted, messy, and big. Her gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Waywocket isn't afraid of most anything. She has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Gnomish unity. She loves being with her children and actually smiles when they are around. She would do anything for them. She dislikes her ex a great deal.

History: Waywocket 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. She has achieved small success as a Bowyer.

Motivation: She doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes; and balancing her hectic life and new bowyer responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 140 pp.

Description: A woman with a cold, calculating air about her, she wears light armors faded through time and improper care. She wears a colorful flower in her green crest. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: She is not truly malevolent, but she is obsessed with poetry. She constantly tries to fill her life with poetry. She constantly seizes attention wherever she goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. She likes to think of herself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent her parents made sure she got the chance to thrive. Her parents were killed by illithids in a raid when she was still a young child. The illithids captured her, and made her a slave and general play-thing. She was beaten and tortured regularly, leading to her deformed appearance. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: She doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes; and she feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Artistic, Impeccable. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: Silver pearl (50 gp).

Description: This man wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his longbow with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His hair is black, silky, and of moderate length. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: Eiravel hails from a village terrorized by giants. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother 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. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Eiravel fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: A deep hatred of giants; and seeks redemption

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Enemies, Criminal record. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 100 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (500 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (800 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears long strands of aquamarine and short black dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths, and carries scythes. His hair is long and golden with streaks of red, and is pulled back with small black clips. His beard is red, braided, and well cared for. He has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the south. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Half-Orcs in the east were limited. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: A woman with a friendly, welcoming air about her, she dresses well, wearing green shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. Her crest is short and gold. Her red eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: She trusts no one. She is not readily capable for forgiveness and her ire never leaves her. She is fiercely devoted to her mother, and views her mother's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating her from her legal half-brother.

History: She was born several months after her mother was called into army service. There was a wharf not far from home where she often wandered off to fish. By chance she met her brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Wants to raise her children well; and doesn't want to be a shipwright and was forced into it by her family

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Military, Nature. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She appears as an extremely gaunt Halfling, and stands approximately 3'2". She wears a shirt that is too small, which lets her gut show, with a ratty white coat over it, and her gloved hand is found clutching a rapier. Her black hair is still thick. Her amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: She is a melancholic, but persistent worker. She resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. She is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: Paela was born into a poor family. Growing up, she dreamt of becoming a Adept, to bring honor to her family’s name. When she came of age, she applied for a position with her town's local guard, looking to work her way up via merit and eventually become a Adept in service of a powerful lord somewhere. She was an adventurer many years ago and she formed a blood bond with her Dragonborn companion (her 'brother'). She is searching for what she claims is her rightful reward.

Motivation: She's looking for her big break; and she loathes her own lifestyle

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 1600 gp.

Description: She likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. She carries with her a set of clubs, each one with a ruby on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. Her brass crest is braided into rings. Her eyes are likewise gold. Her teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: She considers herself the perfect lady. She makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. Energy wise she seems alert and responsive.

History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and nothing but the best is good enough for her

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 160 pp. Blue star sapphire (400 gp). Alexandrite (1000 gp). Iolite (80 gp). Obsidian (7 gp). Moonstone (80 gp). Aquamarine (1000 gp). Malachite (7 gp).

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He wears his red hair up in a very large beehive style do. His blue eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and an old rival family wants him found

Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Family, Nature. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a green coat, and is pretty ugly. He keeps his copper crest in a pixie cut. His red eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is a Apothecary first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when orcs swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. Like his father and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Apothecary. He became a Apothecary soon after.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and many orcs want him driven away

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 200 sp.