Description: A pudgy woman standing about 5'5" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of her physical features obscured. Her beige fur is heavily combed to the left. She wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: She is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. She is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes her no end of embarrassment.

History: She was born in the east, but her parents moved at a very young age to the west. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Tabaxis in the east were limited. She then took over the family business and is one of the better Bowyer for hire.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Shy, Forgetful. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 6000 cp.

Description: This late middle aged man wears a tan cloak and cross-gartered red stockings and is in decent physical shape. His hair is auburn and curly. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: Quarion was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Quarion abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 1800 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is wearing a long, violet, dusty cloak. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. He has wavy red hair. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Manfred is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Manfred took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up club and armor he uses now. He bought a club and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: His relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and doesn't want to be a junk dealer and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Impeccable, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature, Family. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: She wears a shirt that is too small, which lets her gut show, with a ratty black coat over it. Her hair is brown and curly. She wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: She is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. She is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Nemeia was born into a poor family. Growing up, she dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to her family’s name. When she came of age, she applied for a position with her town's local guard, looking to work her way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. She made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. 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 obtaining odd cultural halfling artifacts is her passion

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 330 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: She is a paragon of her species. She is larger and stronger than most Dwarves. Her skin is light but she possesses many red ritualistic tattoos. She wears brown robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a scimitar, but if one is not available she will default to her warhammer. She sports blonde long hair. She has several tiny topaz earrings on each ear.

Personality: She is mildly Dwarf supremacist, though she does not identify as such. She does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. Her mother was a soldier and died while she was still young. Nora was left her mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.

Motivation: She is greedy.

Flaws: Racist, Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: This woman is tall and muscular. She is wearing a tight brown one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. She has dyed her greying brown hair a little too much giving a sharp brown color. Her eyes are brown and beady.

Personality: She is happy with her job as a Painter. She turns her eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. She is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. She haggles over everything, upselling her goods and buying cheap. She is persistent in everything.

History: A child with a great deal of music talent her parents made sure she got the chance to thrive. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. She has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Painter responsibilities is difficult; and retire the richest woman in the north

Ideals: Athletic, Entrepeneur, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 180 gp. 4 Alchemist’s fire.

Description: She wears bulky brown painted plate armor, and she perpetually has her whip ready. She keeps her silver hair in a pixie cut. Her amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She is unhospitable to her core. Her small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. The war was a terrible time for her, and Liftrasa does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.

History: Born in the south her family was never financially stable. Through the years after Liftrasa was born, her father became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Liftrasa's father didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. After a long history of fighting, Liftrasa and her spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: She feels kind of lost in life; and she loathes her own lifestyle

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Poor. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 2600 sp.

Description: He is a physically imposing dark-skinned man. He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized white coat. He has wavy brown hair. His hazel eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He dropped out of school to support his sick father, and resented it. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Joker, Logical. Bonds: Military, Family. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: This tall, slender man wears dark leathers with embroidery. His auburn hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His eyes are violet and catlike.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Armorer but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: Many brigands want him driven away; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 300 sp.