Description: This woman stands a little under 5'8" and is a bit bulky. She is very muscular particularly in the legs. She is wearing a long, green cloak. Her hair is purple and curly. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: She is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends she is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy herself. She believes the world needs to unite to get rid of goblins once and for all.

History: Markosian lived on a farm with her mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Being born in the north, she completed her medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. She returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. She was a general practitioner in the north for years, until she, through no fault of her own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal she made her way south. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Someone believes her a fraud; and balancing her hectic life and new mortician responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Enemies, Family, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is wearing a tight yellow one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. He keeps his long blonde hair kept up in a rat tail. His violet eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. His actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as he answers to a power that mortal men fail to acknowledge.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the east. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered west to less war torn lands. He saw the violence of war and the aftermath so he converted to religion and dedicated himself to non-violence.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Addict, PTSD. Bonds: Religious, Immigrant. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 60 pp. Onyx (30 gp). Amber (140 gp). Golden yellow topaz (300 gp).

Description: He is an average looking western male in his early mid-life. He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright black and yellow, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. His long white hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His eyes are brown and catlike.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. 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: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. 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: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and money/treasure

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted, Persistence. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: He has a missing left arm. He wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a axe, but if one is not available he will default to his lance. He keeps his red hair in a flapper bob. His red eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

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 spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He wants to meet his childhood hero.

Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 40 gp.