Description: A moderately attractive woman, she wears pastel leather gloves, a pastel jacket, and tight pants. Her fur is short and red. She has gleaming, smiling green eyes.

Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. A fanatic, her devotion to her small selection of gods is unquestionable. She claims to be doing their will and will base all her actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Skirt was raised in a hard working conservative environment. 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's also a talented Herbalist, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: To end her boredom.

Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Job, Military. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 160 gp. Moss agate (6 gp).

Description: An older man who wears a worn and beaten armor, he is not a threatening figure. He keeps his white fur in a flapper bob. He has several tiny opal earrings on each ear.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Gardener business.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Pelt grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: He wants revenge against drow; and a deep hatred of drow

Ideals: Philantrophist, Persistence. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: She likes to wear white tank tops with brown skirt. She has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. Her hair is short and brown. She is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: She dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the north. Animals are drawn to her, and she is able to talk to them.

History: A child with a great deal of painting talent her parents made sure she got the chance to thrive. She moved from fad to fad and when she turned 15 she discovered painting. She has never given up on her painting dream.

Motivation: She has decided she is irredeemable; and she has a crush on the local masseuse

Ideals: Pacifist, Gifted, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 13000 cp. Jasper (70 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: She stands about 4'7" and wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. Her left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. Her silver hair is knotted and matted. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. 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: Zagga was born the youngest of three triplets. In her formative years she discovered how persuasive she was. She began using that to her advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. Due to her spouse's obsession with being a Miller they were divorced and she won custody of their son. She worked as a Herbalist, and she later adopted a second son.

Motivation: Regain custody of her son; and her relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane, Cynical. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 4000 cp.

Description: With pastel face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he wears suspenders and brown workpants. His shirt is black, and he wears a heavy brown leather apron most of the time. His beige fur is lengthy and is close to two feet long. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he is greedy

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 220 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized green coat. His wide-brimmed hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: Chem speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. While he appears to be a normal Tiefling, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful, Disease. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. He carries with him a set of halberds, each one with a topaz on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His blue crest is smooth and relatively long. His gold eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. The occasional robbery is his preferred attention getting crime, but he mainly uses his means for meeting his own perverse desires.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His father worked until he suffered an accident while they were digging through a hill for a new route. He had to support his now crippled father and took his father's old job. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Medrash fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 1 Chain shirt.

Description: Standing 5'8", this man is dressed in a clean brown cloak covering his clean studded leather. He has dyed his greying silver hair a little too much giving a sharp silver color. He has brown eyes.

Personality: Everard wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Sorcerer, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. Everard abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. 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: To be a Marshal again; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Disciplined, Optimist. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Healer

Voice: German accent

Possessions: Golden yellow topaz (600 gp). Silver pearl (120 gp).

Description: He is wearing a long, pastel cloak. He is portly but not overly obese. His cinnamon fur is drawn into a tight pony tail with a cross scrunchie. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Gifted from a young age, Flame studied abroad. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. Some 8 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Flame never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: Marry his sister to traveling adventurers; and doesn't want to be a architect and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, In love, Family. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 130 gp.