Description: She is of a modest build and height, but she carries herself more imposing than she is. She typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep brown leather and dull green iron scale mail. Her long white hair reaches down to her waist. Her gray eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: She will rave to anyone who will listen. She is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of her. She is by nature obliging.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. A gifted student she started as a Cartwright, but she got bored and became a Barkeep. She then took over the family business and is one of the better Barkeep for hire.

Motivation: To protect her home; and she'd like to take her coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Shy. Bonds: Job, Guardian. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Alchemist’s fire. 4 Holy water.

Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. She wears a top hat to hide her balding. Her brown eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: She likes to be helpful to her clients. She likes to prescribe proper advice to her clients. She is a bit of a macho woman and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: Her father raised her in a mountain cabin. Her childhood dream was to be a Sailor, but she was a colossal failure. She has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: To be a Sailor again.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Job, Nature. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: 5'0" and lanky with angular features, she is an attractive figure. She wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. She has wavy white hair. She has hazel eyes and a black hat with a brown feather.

Personality: She is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. She refers to her adoptive mother for almost all things she is unsure about, which are numerous. She is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Arha was born the youngest of three triplets. Her mother disappeared, and while she tried to raise money to find her mother, she was betrayed dozens of times. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Her spouse's relatives view her with great suspicion; and obtaining odd cultural dwarven artifacts is her passion

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Attractive, Family. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: Moss agate (9 gp).

Description: This petite short woman is perpetually holding a chocolate of some kind. She wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment, marred by chocolates. She has no hair. She is baby faced.

Personality: She is witty, but her monotone delivery comes off as unnerving Her philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: Trained by her father for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. 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 now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Joker, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 20 gp. A small bag of saffron. (80 gp).

Description: She wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. Her hair is silver and curly. Her green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: She is envious of other's things. She hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that she so desires. The war was a terrible time for her, and Tagga does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.

History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Like her father and her sister before her, after school she went straight into learning to become a Fletcher. She has gone from town to town till she finds a spot where she can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Disease, Greedy, Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Military, Job. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: French accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This woman is very fat, and wears a brown shirt with thin green vertical stripes and black pants. She sports a flattop fur cut. She has a dull look in her yellow eyes.

Personality: She is overprotective of those who hire her services. As long as the job gets done she does not care how it got done.

History: River lived on a farm with her father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. 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: Her spouse's relatives view her with great suspicion; and to reunite with her absent father

Ideals: Professionalism, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Guardian, Family. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 70 gp. Finely wrought small gold bracelet (50 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (600 gp). Solid gold idol (600 gp).

Description: She stands about 5'1" and wears silk and lounges about seductively. Her right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. She has moderate length white hair. This hazel eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: She fancies herself a trickster and likes to rely on her wits to carry the day. She cares for her older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. She is a great chef.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. After coming to the age of reason, Lia took it upon herself to study the arcane arts in their entirety; because of this, she was labeled a dark omen and banished from her homeland. Due to her spouse's obsession with being a Animal Trainer they were divorced and she won custody of their son. She worked as a Knight, and she later adopted a second son.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Knight and was forced into it by her family; and to unite with her sister

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Immigrant. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 90 gp. A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (80 gp).

Description: This late middle aged man prefers to wear flannel and is in decent physical shape. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy brown hair. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady brown eyes.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his singing with anyone who is interested.

History: He was born in a small desert village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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. Theobald took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up greatsword and armor he uses now. He bought a greatsword and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Marry his sister to traveling adventurers.

Ideals: Justice, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Nature. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 400 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. She has dyed her greying white fur a little too much giving a sharp white color. Her face is full, her cheeks are rosy, and she always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in her copper eyes.

Personality: She's a bit of a prankster. She knows she is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. She loves teas. She is very sensitive about her face. To blow off anger she lifts weights and to control her otherwise explosive temper she works out a lot.

History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. 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. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Trail fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Joker. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: Just what you see.