Description: A woman with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. She is wearing a long, green, dusty cloak. Her brown hair is thinning but still full. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Makaria wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Sorcerer, so she tries to act the part. She does a good job, for the most part... Further she is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. In her 11th year, her parents were killed by a goblins raid, leaving Makaria alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, she was adopted. She got away from her former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: Her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by goblins, and she desires to right it; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined. Flaws: Insane, Addict. Bonds: Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 30 gp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: A stocky darker skinned woman, she wears dull tan sweaters, loose white pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath her sweater she keeps a concealed sickle, just in case. She wears her silver hair up. Her violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She likes to fabricate stories about her past exploits and how crazy she is, but in actuality she is rather bland. Dalaba enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for her love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Her childhood dream was to be a Soapmaker, but she was a colossal failure. She would ruin relationships and cause injury. She was reprimanded several times before being given her current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and she has money and likes to spend it

Flaws: Mundane, Hedonist. Bonds: Job, Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: A 4'9" northern woman, she tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with her rolled up shirt sleeves this gives her a very relaxed look. She has dyed her greying red hair a little too much giving a sharp red color. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: She is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. She uses divination through singing.

History: Born in the north to a Marshal, Ovak learned a great deal about her father's area of expertise. Through the years after Ovak was born, her father became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Ovak's father didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. She became a Marshal soon after.

Motivation: Expand her business; and she is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 130 gp.

Description: This man is very fat, and wears a black armored body suit, with a simple white line shooting up and back down. He has no hair. His eyes are likewise gold.

Personality: He acts crazy and hedonistic. 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: The child of southern immigrants he idolized his father. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 90 gp. Silver pearl (150 gp).

Description: She wears a large hat to cast shadows over her face and wears ponchos to better hide her body. She has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. Her blonde hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a clover scrunchie. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: She likes to be helpful to her clients. She likes to prescribe proper advice to her clients. 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. Through the years after Hadwisa was born, her father became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Hadwisa's father didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. She now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and she'd like to take her coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Slave, Rich, Guardian. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 6000 cp. 1 Masterwork studded leather.

Description: She wears a white tunic with black highlights, and long white pants that bunch up around her shoes. Her silver hair is greasy and uncared for. Her eyes are hazel and beady.

Personality: She is a Bather first and foremost. She believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. 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 Hag 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 spent several years traveling with her friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: Meet up once more with her childhood friend; and expand her business

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 6000 cp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: She is an average looking northern female in her early mid-life. She wears a brown top hat and brown clothes. Her top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

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 enjoys reading and quiet.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. Brilliant and gifted she never wanted to apply herself. She was granted druidic powers by her dying sister.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Logical, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Cynical. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 140 gp. Smoky quartz (80 gp).

Description: This woman is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of her veins is visible when she is not flexing. Her shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for her due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. Her white hair has been sun bleached extensively. Her skin is flawless and her green eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: Cumpen speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. She is clearly well-traveled and educated. She invites people to come help in her community garden.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. Her father was very strict, and drilled into her lessons on being the perfect lady. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and nothing but the best is good enough for her

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Impeccable, Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 10 pp. Hematite (6 gp).

Description: This tall, slender man is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He has styled his brown hair well, parting it to the right. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: A child with a great deal of dancing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. In his 10th year, his parents were killed by a goblins raid, leaving Immeral alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. 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. Immeral fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 4000 cp.