Description: She wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. She carries with her a set of warhammers, each one with a jet on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. Her black crest is drawn into a tight pony tail with a cross scrunchie. Her gold eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: She is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, she's a very lovable idiot. Her home and work are filled with various knick knacks she has acquired through the years. She cares a great deal for her adopted teenage daughter.

History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. 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. By chance she met her brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and her relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Bonds: Family, Poor. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 2000 sp.

Description: A woman with a friendly, welcoming air about her, she wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally she sports a blue coat. Her hair is black and very short. She has brown eyes.

Personality: She is happy with her job as a Bricklayer. She turns her eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. She has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a woman enough she will sell her own mother. Money is her most trusted friend.

History: Born in the east to a Bricklayer, Lia learned a great deal about her mother's area of expertise. She made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. She has since married many spouses, only to have them die. She claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: She would like to get married and retire; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Bonds: Job, Rich, Adventurer, In love, Has a crush. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 400 gp. 3 Thunderstones. 8 Acid flasks.

Description: 4'2" and muscular, this northern woman wears grey painted combat armor at almost all times. She sports blonde long hair. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Valida isn't afraid of most anything. She has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Dwarven unity. She passes on several rewards to people in need. She makes a point to leave places better than she found them.

History: She was born in the north. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Dwarves in the north were limited. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for her; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable, Philantrophist. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He has a missing left leg. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. He has dyed his greying silver crest a little too much giving a sharp silver color. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep red.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Butcher business.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. 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: He is greedy; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 200 sp.