Description: She wears a green cloak and cross-gartered brown stockings. She is physically well-built. Her purple hair has been sun bleached extensively. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady red eyes.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic woman, Purah's first love is herself. Her second love is also herself. She lacks moral complications. She does what she is told to by employers but not much else. She spends her money on whatever she fancies at the time.

History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Her childhood dream was to be a Fletcher, but she was a colossal failure. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: She made a deal with a demon which lead to her current lot in life, and she's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and she feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Job, Debt. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 100 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (100 gp).

Description: She wears well tailored gowns and hats with beautiful decoration. She is almost always dressed for an outing in high society, and carries hand crossbows. Her chestnut hair is smooth and relatively long. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating she would invite many more into her home than her spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. She passes on several rewards to people in need. She makes a point to leave places better than she found them.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. Because her father participated in the massacre of their homeland, goblins burned their ranch to the ground and forced them out. She was preparing to flee to the south, but the outbreak of war prevented her and her mother from journeying south to reunite her family. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to goblins demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Many goblins want her driven away; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 100 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His brown hair is unkempt and raggedy. His brown unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. The war was a terrible time for him, and Pâsh does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Soapmaker hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 2100 sp.

Description: This younger middle-aged man wears dull green sweaters, loose violet pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed sword, just in case, and a wedding ring on his left hand. He has dyed his greying dark red hair a little too much giving a sharp dark red color. His eyes are gold and beady.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: He was born in a small desert village. 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 Baker. Some 8 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Habor never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his father had trained him before.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: In love, Nature, Rich, Job. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 120 gp.