Description: An older man who wears a tattered pair of loose blue pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs, he is not a threatening figure. He wears his blonde hair up. He has a dull look in his blue eyes.

Personality: He trusts no one. He is not readily capable for forgiveness and his ire never leaves him. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. Eiravel liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. Recently a tribe of brigands 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: He's repulsed by the PC; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical, Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 600 sp.

Description: She stands about 6'5" and wears an entirely green suit with grey socks and a vest with buckled shoes. Her right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. She wears a deerstalker hat to hide her balding. Her gold eyes peer out from beneath her deerstalker green hat.

Personality: In the realm of puns, she cannot help herself. She feels obliged to make them. More though she will beg to come along on any journeys. She will attempt to stowaway on any ship she can in the hopes that it will get her further away.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Mishann was born on a far southern mountains where she grew up under the tutelage of her father, an expert Mortician. 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 has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Slave, Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She wears a tight fitting black shirt and pants. She carries a battered bow and tarnished monstrous two handed axe as well. Her red hair is matted, messy, and big. She wears a mask on her face.

Personality: She takes her job very seriously, in part because she fears she cannot get a new one. To her fellows she is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Markosian hails from a village terrorized by orcs. She worked as a nervous Brewer and found it very stressful. She now owns her own business.

Motivation: To be a Tanner again; and someone believes her a fraud

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Enemies, Religious. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 90 pp. Jasper (40 gp). Azurite (4 gp). Blue sapphire (500 gp).

Description: This eastern woman's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, she slurs her words together. She wears light armors faded through time and improper care. Her moppish brown hair is in a traditional bowl cut. Her face is scarred and worn.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Anbera embodies much of what other species detest in the Dwarves. She would rather hide behind her crafts than deal with other people.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her mother always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. She moved from fad to fad and when she turned 15 she discovered poetry. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: She feels threatened by others; and she feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Shy. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 290 gp.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears a yellow shirt with thin white vertical stripes and brown pants. He is an epitome of beauty. He keeps his black hair in a flapper bob. His violet eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He hates Half-Elves with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: Born to a Doctor, his father struggled to pay the bills. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Gnomish people; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Flaws: Addict, Racist, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: This eastern man is abnormally tall. He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. He has bronze crest. His ears are large.

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. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He was born in the east. He always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Extrovert, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 50 gp. Smoky quartz (60 gp).

Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears grey trousers with brown and green striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. His hair is short and white. His violet eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Adrik is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He has achieved small success as a Fisher.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and balancing his hectic life and new fisher responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Has a crush, Military, Job. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 60 gp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: This woman wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. She is muscular with a powerful set of arms. Her hair is short and white. Her face is scarred and worn.

Personality: She is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. She is fiercely devoted to her father, and views her father's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating her from her legal half-brother.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Being born in the south, she completed her medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. She returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. She was a general practitioner in the south for years, until she, through no fault of her own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal she made her way north. Due to her spouse's obsession with being a Shepherd they were divorced and she won custody of their daughter. She worked as a Brewer, and she later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: Her spouse's relatives view her with great suspicion; and she has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Family, Rich. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is wearing a tight tan one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. He is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly pickaxes and nunchakus. He sports a flattop hair cut. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gray.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Ahvain was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Ahvain was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Ahvain decided he wanted neither the life of his mother nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Passionate, Extrovert. Bonds: Criminal record, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: Just what you see.