Description: She is in excellent shape and prefers to wear tan clothing when she does not wear armor. She has wavy red hair. She was beautiful and young once, which still shows through her age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: She never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. 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: She was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. Since her father passed away years ago, her mother had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 700 sp. Red garnet (130 gp). 7 Acid flasks.

Description: This man is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing black cape and mantle trimmed with soft brown waves gently in the breeze. He wears a small hat to cover his moderate length blue crest. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are red.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Ostracized due to the psionic powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Dragonborns became a terror of the countryside. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and money/treasure

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 160 gp. Smoky quartz (70 gp).

Description: He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment, and he perpetually has his club ready. He has shaved his head bald. His hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Enialis wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Monk, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Fighting, Disciplined. Flaws: Addict, Fearful. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 600 sp. Azurite (13 gp).

Description: He likes to wear red tank tops with grey pants. He carries with him a set of greataxes on his belt, each one with a opal on the hilt. His red hair is long and unkept. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

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. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Hamil is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Cynical. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 70 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.