Gulda is a woman who has been a troublemaker since the day she fell out of her mother. She was bullying kids twice her age, joined a bandit group at fifteen, and eventually realized that it was easier following in the family tradition than it was trying to fight every day and, thus, returned home. She spent the next seven years learning the tricks of the trade from her mother, Gulda, and eventually took over the armory upon her passing. During that time she took up the faith of her family and used those seven years to train to be a cleric. Since then, Gulda has worked hard to bring her weapons and armorers to as many people as possible, and employs the use of the local mining company to supply her with materials.

She is known to have a short temper that only grows shorter after drinking.

Gulda is a Forge Domain Cleric whose mastery of metalwork extends into her divine magic, allowing her to craft weapons and armor imbued with protective and destructive blessings.

Bram Hollowick grew up in the soot-choked mining town of Orde’s Rift, where he learned alchemy by distilling poisons to keep the tunnel horrors at bay. His talents caught the attention of a crime syndicate, who forced him to manufacture illicit brews. Bram eventually turned on them, burning their storehouses and vanishing into the night. Greyharrow is the only place far enough and lawless enough, where the syndicate’s reach can’t easily find him, though he never stops glancing over his shoulder. It has been a decade since then, and he has opened and run the thriving apothecary in town and is in the process of training the next generation.

Alchemist Artificer — Bram is a grim, methodical brewmaster who crafts volatile concoctions, healing drafts, and deadly chemical weapons from improvised components.

Sadie arrived in Greyharrow on the eve of a violent storm, wandering in from the wasteland with nothing but a threadbare cloak, a calm smile, and eyes that seemed to weigh every corner of the town at once. Though she claims to be “just a traveler,” her uncanny grasp of alchemical principles and her ability to finish Bram Hollowick’s formulas before he explains them intuitively suggests a past steeped in far more than casual study. She drifts through Greyharrow as though she’s waiting for something, or someone, often staring into space as if listening to a voice only she can hear. Despite her aloof demeanor and habit of disappearing for hours, she asked Bram to take her as an apprentice with a certainty that unsettled him, and he couldn’t shake the feeling that she knows exactly why she came to Greyharrow… even if she refuses to say.

Unknown: It is speculated that she is either a Wizard or a Mystic

Liliana is a High-Elf who has resided in town for as long as any longer-lived species could remember. Stories say she was once a part of a Mage Guild's expedition to the Arcane Tower. Electing to stay to uncover the mysteries of the town and buying the Inn to base out of while she did. Others say she is the founder and has used Blood Magic, as evidenced by her unusual red iris color, to extend both her life and her beauty. More often than not, most mentions of Liliana in the modern world tend to be based around those stories, as she is a recluse and is often locked away in her home studying. When she does make an appearance, her arrival is usually preceded by the strong smell of sulfur. Liliana is the definition of elegance in motion, and if one is blessed by her pressence, they will remember it for the rest of their lives.

Liliana is a Wizard whose origins and magical training are shrouded in secrecy, leaving others to wonder what hidden school of magic, or forbidden knowledge, she truly draws her power from.

Sharmin, unlike most others in town, is a relatively well-known Wizard and Bard who used to travel the world performing magical shows to sold-out crowds. Suddenly, ten years ago, after playing cards at a Tavern in the Human city of Ultdori, he vanished from the collective radar, and there was a real worry that he had racked up a sizeable debt and was taken down to the docks and thrown in. Those fears were alleviated when it was revealed that he had entered into a small town, far out in the fringes of society, to decipher the secrets of an ancient Arcane Tower.

Sharmin is a Wizard and Bard who wields arcane power with scholarly precision yet never misses a chance to embellish his spellcasting with theatrical flair, turning every incantation into a performance.

The daughter of a powerful lord, Keel is one of the many wizards who have attempted to breach the Arcane Tower and failed. Despite all the setbacks over the year and a half that she has been here, she is still determined to be the wizard to break the spell and plant her name in the history books. Like Sharmin, Keel disappeared from her room one night, and her father feared the worst until a messenger arrived a year later with details of where she had gone. Her father has tried to bring her home three times since then, and each time his soldiers were intercepted by the monsters of the road. Despite her age, she is a well-respected Wizard with a thirst for knowledge and is currently furthering her training under Sharmin.

Keel is an eager Order of Scribes Wizard who, though still inexperienced and often overwhelmed by her own spellbooks, learns with remarkable speed and is poised to grow into a formidable mage.

If you lived on the coast near Waterdeep you would have no doubt heard the tale of the great pirate Liora Silentstep. Captain of the fleet of seven, devastator of trade, and the queen of monsters. This legendary pirate was renowned for her ability to lead her fleet in the art of defeating sea monsters. She was a terror to the merchant fleets and celebrated for her ability to party after a successful mission. Sadly, her ship sank off the coast during a particularly bad storm, and the world assumed she perished. That was, at least, until she appeared as a bodyguard in some far-flung inn.

Liora is a daring Swashbuckler Rogue who moves through danger with effortless charm and razor-sharp agility, turning every fight into a dance she’s already won.

Salvador is an Orc man who has resided in Greyharrow from birth. Their family traces their lineage to a nomadic group that used to call the Red Wastes home, and settled down in town when it formed. Ever since then, their family has been connected to the inn in one form or another, and often the Longtooth clan serves as bartenders or bouncers. Salvador is one of two bartenders who work the counter, and he has often been described as the 'silent type' as he is a man of no words. While he can speak, he simply finds that his facial expressions and shrugs convey more emotion than his words. Salvador is responsible for also taking care of all the stray cats around town.

Salvador is a hauntingly quiet Bard whose rare, angelic singing voice can sway hearts and hush entire crowds, leaving those who hear it wondering why someone so gifted chooses silence over speech

Rosa was once a proud fighter who had been relegated to the footnotes of history. They are a former adventurer who used to travel in a large group. The group was responsible for defeating dragons, saving the King, and stopping world-ending threats. Sadly, in her party's final adventure, they experienced a wipe as everyone, but her, perished during a relatively easy bandit encounter, and Rosa was the only survivor. She was broken, bruised, and had an arrow through her one eye. After spending several months in a coma at a temple, she emerged broken and a shell of the woman she once was. She wanted to retreat from the world, and so she did, traveling far and wide until she landed at the Waystone Inn and found work at a bar, and fell in love with the bartender. She married her now husband a week ago, and the two are already expecting their first of many children.

Rosa is a disciplined Battle Master Fighter who reads opponents and dispatches threats with cold, tactical efficiency honed through years of frontier mercenary work. She wields a heavy glaive that is mounted over the bar

A grizzled, broad-shouldered man with a weathered face and haphazardly cut brown hair, Garron is unassuming when out of armor. However, when preparing for battle, he dons thick, heavy armor trimmed with red cloth and bearing the insignia of his former monster-hunting crew. The plate is worn and scarred with gouges and cuts, yet its craftsmanship remains unmistakably superb. Garron’s posture is rigid and cold, shifting only when he wills it. His steel-blue eyes are constantly scanning, filled with a decade of simmering rage.

As leader of The Outcasts, Garron has forged a once-petty group of street thieves into a far-reaching criminal network. What started as coin-purse snatching in Greyharrow has grown into a syndicate capable of assassinations, high-risk jobs, and high-value thefts across distant cities. Despite his harsh demeanor, he carries himself like a man who has accepted responsibility for every lost soul within The Outcasts—even if he’d never admit it.

Fighter: Rumors claim Garron was once a true monster hunter—or perhaps a military general far from Greyharrow. What *is* known is that few can match his skill with a blade anywhere in the region.

Tall, thick-muscled, and scarred from his forehead to the soles of his feet, Sam looks like a man who has survived more fights than he’s started. His blonde hair is cropped short and his beard remains perpetually patchy. He rarely smiles—yet when he does, it unsettles most people.

Despite his rage, he is deeply loyal to Garron, seeing him as the first person who gave him direction instead of destruction. When he arrived in Greyharrow five years ago, he was an angry, drunken fool determined to die in a gutter. Now, he is an angry, drunken fool determined to make others die when needed.

Barbarian: Sam and his heavy two-handed war hammer prefer to get angry and crush things.

Daelix is a vibrant crimson-skinned tiefling with swept-back dark brown horns and faint markings across his shoulders and arms. He is sleek, quick, and moves with rhythmic precision. His hair is lighter than natural—thanks to a warlock’s hex gone wrong. He prefers simple clothing and leather armor.

Daelix is quiet, observant, and cynical, respecting strength above all else. He grew up on these streets twenty-nine years ago and has survived through wit and ruthlessness—though he is a terrible judge of character. Most people are potential targets, not individuals. Still, he is fiercely protective of family—blood like Sorren, and found like The Outcasts.

Fighter. Daelix favors a longsword but is proficient with dual short swords.

Sorren has vibrant purple skin, swept-back horns of the same hue, and eyes that burn like a campfire. His robes are hand-woven by him but faded from constant use. His features are sharp and aristocratic but weighted with exhaustion. Beneath his robes, old burn scars cover his limbs.

He is far more compassionate than he lets on, certainly more than Daelix, but terrified of losing control of his magic again. The last time he did, a war nearly ignited, led by the furious owner of the local inn. He fears the next time may destroy far more.

Wizard: A self-taught mage with immense power and deeply unstable control.

Kess is a nimble woman with medium-length light brown hair and dull green eyes. She keeps her hair tied up and favors lightweight gear for speed and silence—often forgoing armor entirely. Her smirk rarely leaves her face, and she serves as the group’s humor.

A founding member of The Outcasts, Kess has had countless chances to leave Greyharrow rich, but her loyalty to the gang and the city keeps her rooted. She believes that if she leaves, the others may fall to their vices—and she can’t allow that.

Rogue: Kess is the finest thief in Greyharrow, capable of slipping anywhere and retrieving anything.

Short even by halfling standards, Talla has straight blonde hair, sad brown eyes, and a posture that radiates confidence. Her armor is custom-fitted and decorated with charms from her victories. Out of armor, she dresses plainly and is frequently seen with a drink in hand.

Though depressed, she is fiercely loyal, often acting as the gang’s morale when everyone else collapses inward. She hides her pain well—too well. People rarely look a halfling in the eyes long enough to notice the truth.

Fighter: Talla wields a longsword like a great sword and cuts through foes with startling skill.