Description: Standing 5'0", this man does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His blonde hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is business-like. He takes instructions and follows them to the letter. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. When Quarion reached his early adolescence his Elf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Professionalism, Logical. Flaws: Insane, Impulsive. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 50 gp. 1 Average lock.

Description: She is a mite stocky and wears light armors faded through time and improper care. She is bald on top and has large black tufts of hair around her ears. Her eyes are hazel and catlike.

Personality: She resents people who mock her appearance or her, so she has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. She is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Born to a Adventurer, her father struggled to pay the bills. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to her current location. She routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: She wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 1000 cp.

Description: The light-skinned woman stands 4'2" and is generally shirtless and showing off her tattooed chest. She has no hair. Her eyes are likewise amber.

Personality: She shows great sympathy to all travelers. She's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. She has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: She is a Maurezhi in disguise. In her formative years she discovered how persuasive she was. She began using that to her advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. She now spends her time doing works of charity.

Motivation: She is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences her actions; and she will attempt to ambush and attack anyone she thinks she can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, she will try to sell them to her slave-trader contact

Ideals: Philantrophist, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 140 gp. Blue quartz (8 gp).

Description: This man stands a little under 6'7" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He prefers to wear black clothing when he does not wear armor. His brass crest has been sun bleached extensively. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. A freak accident while working with his Layabout mother left him crippled. In the meantime he has taken over work as a Fisher and occasionally as a mercenary.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 100 sp.

Description: This younger middle-aged woman likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather, and a wedding ring on her left hand. Her red hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a clover scrunchie. Her hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Here is a woman who knows she is the smartest in the room. She talks down to others constantly. She is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes her no end of embarrassment.

History: A powerful slaver made her what she is. A serious injury left her mother unemployed and in need of constant care. Her family became saddled with debt trying to care for her infirm mother. She hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: She doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: In love, Mentor, Debt. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 90 gp. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: He wears black painted combat armor at almost all times, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'10" when asserting himself. He keeps his white hair in a pixie cut. His half smiles and brown eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: This man loves writing and to teach people writing more than just about anything. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. He has had some formal writing training, and achieved minor success. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is greedy

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: She appears as an extremely gaunt Dragonborn, and stands approximately 6'7". She is renowned for her bright green dresses and hats, and her gloved hand is found clutching a bastard sword. Her crest is cut close to her head. Her red eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: She has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Sailor who has hired her part-time. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: She was born in a small plains village. There was a wharf not far from home where she often wandered off to fish. Unlike her family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, she wanted to work in the city. She has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and she is content

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Has a crush, Nature, Job. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 1100 sp.

Description: She wears many layers of old clothing at all times. She has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. Her blonde hair is thinning but still full. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines amber.

Personality: She is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. Further she is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: She was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Performer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She got away from her former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Joker, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 200 sp.

Description: Her right side is far more bruised and cut up than her other. She wears a tight fitting black shirt and pants. Her bronze crest is drawn into a tight pony tail with a rose scrunchie. Her ears are large.

Personality: She runs her personal life as if detached from it. She organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits she will get from it. She has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: Daar was born in the east. At a young age she loved to build and create. When Daar reached her early adolescence her Dragonborn father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. 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: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and she is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Justice, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 300 sp. Azurite (5 gp).