Description: She is dressed in a clean white cloak covering her clean studded leather. She carries with her a set of sais on her belt, each one with a ruby on the hilt. She has styled her chestnut hair well, parting it to the right. This brown eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: She is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. When she's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, she's doing writing.

History: She was born several months after her mother was called into army service. Her mother disappeared, and while she tried to raise money to find her mother, she was betrayed dozens of times. After a long history of fighting, Nedda and her spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: Her relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and marry her brother to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Military, Family. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 120 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp).

Description: Her right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise she appears quite healthy. She wears a red feathered hat and red clothes. She has slicked back chestnut hair. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.

Personality: Here is a woman who knows she is the smartest in the room. She talks down to others constantly. She can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: Rose was born the youngest of three triplets. She worked as a nervous Body Guard and found it very stressful. She has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: She is unsatisfied with her job; and tiefling compassion

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Family, Job. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 40 pp.

Description: She is of a modest build and height, but she carries herself more imposing than she is. She wears a pastel cloak and cross-gartered black stockings. Her white fur, when down, is lengthy. Her face is full, her cheeks are rosy, and she always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in her blue eyes.

Personality: She is irritable and easily angered. She is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use her stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. She is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in her opinion.

History: Left-Handed was born into a poor family. Growing up, she dreamt of becoming a Paladin, to bring honor to her family’s name. When she came of age, she applied for a position with her town's local guard, looking to work her way up via merit and eventually become a Paladin in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Left-Handed abandoned her home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. She survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. She did whatever it took for her to survive. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and she desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 6000 cp.

Description: This fat northern man has a bulbous nose and wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His skin is also unnaturally pale. His chestnut hair is heavily combed to the left. His eyes are a pleasant blue.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

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. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Tharivol took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up falchion and armor he uses now. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Secretive. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 600 sp. Bloodstone (20 gp).