Description: A moderately attractive man, he prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His fur is greying and his face has many wrinkles. He has amber eyes.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Tabaxis.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. 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: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he has money and likes to spend it

Flaws: Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Military, Religious. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: She is an average looking southern female in her early mid-life. She wears a black armored body suit, with a simple brown line shooting up and back down. She wears her black hair up. Her eyes are violet.

Personality: She is a jovial happy person, but she is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. She invented a lineage for herself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: Heir to a fortune, her parents put a great deal of effort into curing her disease. Kansif abandoned her home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. She survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. She did whatever it took for her to survive. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.

Motivation: She wants to meet her childhood hero.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 500 gp. Moonstone (40 gp). Silver pearl (160 gp). Alexandrite (900 gp).

Description: He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. He keeps his long white hair kept up in a rat tail. 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 misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. 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. 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. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Server

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 1800 sp.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a tight fitting red shirt and pants. His long blonde hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Halflings.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Soapmaker arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Halfling conditions. He struck the Soapmaker job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Flaws: Racist, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Job. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: An imposing woman with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, she is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by her earthly robes.. She wears her silver crest down. Her red eyes peer out from beneath her Stetson green hat.

Personality: She can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. She plays an instrument quite well.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Dragonborns in the north were limited. She has never given up on her dancing dream.

Motivation: Wants her loneliness to end.

Ideals: Gifted, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 8000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His hair, while still mostly red, has prominent grey streaks. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: Traki was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Philantrophist, Professionalism. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 2000 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (600 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (500 gp). An elaborate, whalebone scrimshaw carving of intertwined orbs, each showing the legend of creation story (80 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (800 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (130 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (600 gp). Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (700 gp). Gold and ruby ring (6000 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (500 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (800 gp).

Description: This man stands a little under 4'9" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He prefers to wear flannel. His red hair has been sun bleached extensively. His eyes are likewise violet. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: He was born in the south. He always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. 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. Caeldrim fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She is a woman of bearing and well nourished. She wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. Her long gray fur is drawn into a two foot long braid. This blue eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. She is always in debt, since she spends her money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: Moon was born in the north. At a young age she loved to build and create. Moon was born on a far northern forest where she grew up under the tutelage of her mother, an expert Mercenary. One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: To prove her worth to the world; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Mundane, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (160 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (1000 gp).

Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His blonde hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. His half smiles and blue eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. The war was a terrible time for him, and Aelar does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and retire the richest man in the north

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insomniac, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 30000 cp.