Description: The light-skinned woman stands 5'5" and wears violet leather gloves, a violet jacket, and tight pants. Her blonde hair is lengthy. She is baby faced.

Personality: She is cool and collected. She likes to make quips and puns whenever she does anything. She also makes a point to compliment her superiors and flatter them. She will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. She cares deeply for her spouse and does her best to make sure her guests look presentable.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Healer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She has since married many spouses, only to have them die. She claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Disciplined, Optimist. Bonds: In love, Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: With brown face paint in a stripe pattern across her face, she wears well tailored gowns and hats with beautiful decoration. She is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. She keeps her long golden hair kept up in a rat tail. Her fierce blue eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: She is mildly Half-Orc supremacist, though she does not identify as such. She is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories she has discovered

History: She was born on a small isolated farm. She made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. She now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: Meet up once more with her childhood friend; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 120 gp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (300 gp). 1 Masterwork manacles.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is dark but he possesses many white ritualistic tattoos. He wears dull brown sweaters, loose white pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed mace, just in case. His silver hair is matted, messy, and big. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Persistence, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 220 gp.

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 wears baggy tan pantaloons and a grey scarf. Her white hair is heavily combed to the left. Her eyes are likewise blue. Her teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic woman, Symma's first love is herself. Her second love is also herself. She is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

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. Symma was born on a far northern mountains where she grew up under the tutelage of her father, an expert Server. She left for the north, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for her; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Impeccable, Logical. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Military. Occupation: Server

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: She dresses well, wearing grey shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. She has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. She has slicked back white hair. Her green eyes peer out from beneath her small grey hat.

Personality: She speaks before she thinks and is too direct. She does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Her martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. After coming to the age of reason, Eleanor took it upon herself to study the martial arts in their entirety; because of this, she was labeled a dark omen and banished from her homeland. She has achieved small success as a Animal Trainer.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Impulsive, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 70 gp.

Description: This woman is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. She wears long strands of aquamarine and short white dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. Her hair is short and golden. She has brown eyes.

Personality: She has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Shepherd who has hired her part-time. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: The child of southern immigrants she idolized her father. She dropped out of school before completing her studies. She has recently attracted an admirer that believes she's playing hard to get.

Motivation: She would like to get married and retire.

Ideals: Joker, Logical. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Has a crush. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: She wears light armors faded through time and improper care, and she perpetually has her bastard sword ready. Her chestnut hair is well kept. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She is quite rude, and likes to deride her opponents skill and shout insults at them. She is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her mother always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. Her parents divorced when she was young, and her mother gained full cudstody. She was regularly beaten by her mother, who blamed her for driving them apart. She routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and she's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 80 gp.

Description: 5'8" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He typically wears grey cloth garments or leather armor. His red hair is cut short. His green eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the east. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. 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: To reunite with his old friends.

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 300 sp. Moss agate (16 gp). 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears a brown vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His red leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his brown boots flare out at the collars. His hair is silver and curly. His hazel eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Dwarf in existence. 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: Born in the east to a Locksmith, Gimurt learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. He has had some formal poetry training, and achieved minor success. He has worked as a Locksmith like his father before him.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Athletic, Justice, Artistic. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 500 sp.