Description: This western woman's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, she slurs her words together. She wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath her coat. Her white hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.

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 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: Emeny lived on a farm with her father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Her father took her hunting and taught her how to get in the mind of other creatures. By chance she met her sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: An old rival family wants her found; and doesn't want to be a mason and was forced into it by her family

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Nature, Family. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: A hulking woman with gigantic muscles, she sports brown clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. She keeps her long white hair kept up in a rat tail. Her hazel eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She is mildly Human supremacist, though she does not identify as such. Her temper goes off on the smallest of things. She tends to lash out at those around her.

History: Her arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. Ostracized due to the arcane powers of her oldest brother, she and her siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Humans became a terror of the countryside. 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: To reunite with her absent father; and obtaining odd cultural human artifacts is her passion

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Racist, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: The dark-skinned man stands 5'4" and is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. He has a long white beard with little hanging trinkets. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Rolf isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Human unity. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Barrister arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take 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: He is greedy; and money/treasure

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Barrister

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

Possessions: 600 gp. A roughly beaten golden orb (110 gp).

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears suspenders and tan workpants. His shirt is brown, and he wears a heavy tan leather apron most of the time. His blonde hair is still thick. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: He was born in the west. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Weaver. He has achieved small success as a Weaver.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and a strong sense of loyalty to human people

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Religious, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 500 gp. Deep green spinel (100 gp).