Description: This northern woman is dressed in earthy colors with a black and red handkerchief worn on her right side. Her clothes are grease stained in places. She has done her best to style her white hair to look like a famous performer. Her fair skin shows little sign of her aristocratic breeding.

Personality: She is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks her mind. 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: Sorath hails from a village terrorized by gnolls. She made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature ceremonial dagger.

Motivation: She's looking for her big break; and obtaining odd cultural tiefling artifacts is her passion

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Attractive, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Banker

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 1 Good lock.

Description: She wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized brown coat, and carries tridents. She wears a colorful flower in her gray fur. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: Here is a woman who knows she is the smartest in the room. She talks down to others constantly. Despite her manner, she is extremely passionate and proud of her job, and she prides herself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: Two Llamas was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Her childhood dream was to be a Mayor, but she was a colossal failure. She has gone from town to town till she finds a spot where she can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Armorer responsibilities is difficult; and she feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized blue coat. With bright brown hair and a scraggly beard. His fierce amber eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: Gifted from a young age, Riardon studied abroad. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered east to less war torn lands. He was granted psionic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: She wears a tattered pair of loose tan pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. She wears a deerstalker hat to cover her moderate length auburn hair. Her half smiles and gray eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: Prone to second guessing herself, she comes off as nervous. She is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: She was born in the north. From her teen years she was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on her. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.

Motivation: She feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 10 pp. 3 Alchemist’s fire. 7 Acid flasks.

Description: He is an average looking western male in his early mid-life. He is dressed in earthy colors with a tan and grey handkerchief worn on his right side. He wears a colorful flower in his golden hair. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. 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: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. In his 12th year, his parents were killed by a illithids raid, leaving Aust alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has achieved small success as a Junk Dealer.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by illithids, and he desires to right it

Flaws: Terse, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Enemies, Job. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 3 Acid flasks. 1 Tanglefoot bags. 4 Antitoxin.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a grey tunic with green highlights, and long black pants that bunch up around his shoes. His blonde hair is thinning but still full. His eyes are likewise gray. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Bowyer profession.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He tends to his Banker job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: To be a Bowyer again.

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Job, Nature. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 160 gp.

Description: A woman with a friendly, welcoming air about her, she wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. She wears her black hair up. Her violet eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Felosial isn't afraid of most anything. She has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. She has all her life been fascinated with poetry.

History: Her divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. From there she went from mercenary job to mercenary job. 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: She has passion for adventuring and risk; and nothing but the best is good enough for her

Ideals: Impeccable, Artistic, Gifted. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 60 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: She is a woman of bearing and well nourished. She wears well tailored gowns and hats with beautiful decoration. She is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. She wears a colorful flower in her orange fur. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.

Personality: Quiet and reserved she prefers to listen than to talk. She will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. She does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of orcs may trigger it at times.

History: From birth she was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Since her mother passed away years ago, her father had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: Revenge; and a deep hatred of orcs

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Enemies, Mentor. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Healer’s kit.

Description: She has a missing right leg. She tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with her rolled up shirt sleeves this gives her a very relaxed look. Her brass crest is matted, messy, and big. Her eyes are likewise red.

Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. To her fellows she is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: She was born on a small isolated farm. When the war came and ruined her parents she was left adrift. She was a hard woman then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: She wants revenge against giants; and to find somewhere to settle down

Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, PTSD. Bonds: Enemies, Nature. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 50 gp.