Description: An imposing woman with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, she prefers to wear flannel. She has moderate length rusty crest. Her gold eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She is overprotective of those who hire her services. She believes the world needs to unite to get rid of giants once and for all.

History: Mishann was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her mother was employed at, doing general labor. A gifted student she started as a Bounty Hunter, but she got bored and became a Actor. She's also a talented Bounty Hunter, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Expand her business; and she'd like to take her coworkers down a peg

Bonds: Guardian, Enemies, Poor, Job. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This woman is very fat, and wears an entirely violet suit with red socks and a vest with buckled shoes. She has a very tight haircut. She has several tiny ruby earrings on each ear.

Personality: She speaks before she thinks and is too direct. She also is a firm believer in the womanly ideal.

History: She was born in the south, but her parents moved at a very young age to the east. Her mother took her hunting and taught her how to get in the mind of other creatures. She left for the south, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it; and revenge

Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears professional attire. He sports a flattop crest cut. His half smiles and gold eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. Ostracized due to the necromantic powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Dragonborns became a terror of the countryside. He got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 140 gp.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, he is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. He has a golden handlebar mustache and slicked back golden hair. His amber eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Folgûm is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. 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: 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 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 has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Herbalist. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he's attracted to the pc

Ideals: Extrovert. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Military, Has a crush. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 400 sp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents, and he perpetually has his halberd ready. His brown hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is a sleazy, sleazy guy. He has no qualms about using his powers of suggestion to get people to do what he wants. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Shepherd arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. 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: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Rich, Religious. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 600 sp.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He wears his blonde hair up. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: Gimurt was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Fortune-teller. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: Standing 6'3", this man wears a green vest and prefers tan and red shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His crest is short and white. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: Rivaan lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Ostracized due to the druidic powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Dragonborns became a terror of the countryside. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 60 gp.

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His brown hair is braided into rings. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. Ulblyn enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

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. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Ulblyn took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up rapier and armor he uses now. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Nature. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She appears as an extremely gaunt Half-Orc, and stands approximately 5'9". She prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. She carries her fan with her everywhere and carries herself as the perfect lady, and her gloved hand is found clutching a axe. Her black hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. Her eyes are likewise amber. Her teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: She has schizophrenia that causes her to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. She is harsh and unforgiving.

History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. She was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. She spent several years traveling with her friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: Just what you see.