Description: She is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. She carries with her a set of spears, each one with a emerald on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. Her brass crest is lengthy. She has gleaming, smiling red eyes.

Personality: She acts crazy and hedonistic. A friendly and beautiful Dragonborn, she is rarely seen without a few beauties around her arms. Though a playboy in all rights, she is no lame duck.

History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. She couldn't stand her childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with her mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: Her religion dominates her actions; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Mentor, Religious. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 5000 cp.

Description: She wears a robe, a symbol of her god around her neck, and a whip on her belt. Her attire stands in sharp contrast to her whip, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a clover on it. Her blue hair is thinning but still full. She wears a mask on her face.

Personality: She considers herself the protector of her home. She feels this is her duty and calling. She has a cruel streak; something she gained from her previous mentor. She harbors resentment against her former mentor.

History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. Through the years after Shax was born, her mother became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Shax's mother didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. She eventually got the idea of being the protector of her homeland from reading books, and has made it her duty.

Motivation: To protect her home; and to clean up the streets

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Guardian, Mentor, Poor. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 50 gp.

Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his warhammer with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He is physically well-built. He has a chestnut handlebar mustache and slicked back chestnut hair. His eyes are blue.

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 has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Born in the north to a Bookbinder, Immeral learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. 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 drifted from career to career and currently works as a Bookbinder.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and to settle down with his crush

Flaws: Cynical, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Mentor, Has a crush. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 2000 cp.

Description: A moderately attractive man, he wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His chestnut hair is still thick. His eyes are amber and catlike.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. After coming to the age of reason, Aramil took it upon himself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Priest they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Stableman, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Enemies, Military. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 8000 cp. Tourmaline (110 gp).