Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a tattered pair of loose red pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His hair is red and curly. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his amber eyes.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: 5'4" and muscular, this southern woman wears dull pastel sweaters, loose violet pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath her sweater she keeps a concealed sai, just in case. She wears a top hat to hide her balding. Her green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. She is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories she has discovered

History: Dagger hails from a village terrorized by dire rats. She was an adventurer many years ago and she formed a blood bond with her Half-Orc companion (her 'brother'). She became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: A deep hatred of dire rats; and many dire rats want her driven away

Ideals: Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Enemies, Adventurer. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 3000 cp. Zircon (60 gp).

Description: She is dressed in a clean tan cloak covering her clean studded leather. Her moppish blonde hair is in a traditional bowl cut. Her blue eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. She has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. In her 12th year, while out on a day-trip, she returned to find her hometown burning and destroyed. She found her father impaled in their home, and her mother beheaded. She saw the woman who walked out, and charged her in a blind rage. The woman easily evaded and defeated her, leaving her to live broken and terrified. She got away from her former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: She is greedy; and she feels threatened by others

Flaws: Shy, Fearful, Addict. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: A stocky lighter skinned woman, she is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. Her golden hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. Her face is full, her cheeks are rosy, and she always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in her violet eyes.

Personality: She is overprotective of those who hire her services. She spends most of her days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There she gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. She was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. Her spouse died of illness and she inherited everything. She became a Locksmith soon after.

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

Bonds: Attractive, Guardian, Adventurer, Rich, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 140 gp.

Description: An older man who is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing red cape and mantle trimmed with soft yellow waves gently in the breeze, he is not a threatening figure. His chestnut hair is braided into rings. His blue eyes peer out from beneath his feathered red hat.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. A true patriot, Ortegar would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. Being born in the east, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the east for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Farmer.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and to unite with his brother

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Rich, Job, Military, Family. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 400 sp.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. He wears an entirely white suit with grey socks and a vest with buckled shoes, marred by teas. His white hair is heavily combed to the left. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady amber eyes.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 2000 cp. Golden pearl (50 gp).

Description: A woman with a calm yet intense air about her, she wears a green armored body suit, with a simple red line shooting up and back down. Her dark red hair is unkempt and raggedy. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady silver eyes.

Personality: She is business-like. She takes instructions and follows them to the letter. She keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to her own.

History: Her martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. Her martial abilities were realized during a raid on her village. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: She feels kind of lost in life; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Professionalism, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Dwarf, and stands approximately 4'3". He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down, and his gloved hand is found clutching a axe. His hair is red, silky, and of moderate length. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He takes great joy in being the best Cartwright in town.

History: Reirak was born the youngest of three triplets. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Marry his sister to traveling adventurers.

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Family. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 2000 cp. Onyx (40 gp).

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average woman, she is not imposing. She prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. She carries her fan with her everywhere and carries herself as the perfect lady. Her silver crest is matted, messy, and big. She wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: She resents people who mock her appearance or her, so she has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Havilar hails from a village terrorized by dire rats. 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: She is greedy.

Ideals: Joker, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Sage

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 700 sp.