Description: This southern woman's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, she slurs her words together. She is wearing a tight tan one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. She keeps her long white hair kept up in a rat tail. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: She believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. She is very protective of her business, her home, and her spouse. She is willing to work with less than legal methods but maintains the front of legitimacy.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her mother. She was an adventurer many years ago and she formed a blood bond with her Elven companion (her 'brother'). She has became unsatisfied with her lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: She has decided she is irredeemable; and she feels that her past leaves her morally obligated to help

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Criminal record, Adventurer. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 30 gp.

Description: His left side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He has a large tan mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his brown robe. He wears his chestnut hair up in a very large beehive style do. This violet eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. Aerdeth liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He bought a dagger and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Nature, Poor. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 340 gp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He prefers to wear red clothing when he does not wear armor. His blonde hair is greasy and uncared for. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and retire the richest man in the south

Ideals: Artistic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Debt. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 2000 cp.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized black coat. His golden hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of brigands once and for all.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Flak was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to brigands demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Many brigands want him driven away; and he wants revenge against brigands

Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined. Bonds: Enemies, Mentor. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 200 sp.