Description: She is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of her physical features obscured, and carries halberds. She wears a top hat to hide her balding. Her green eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: She is quite rude, and likes to deride her opponents skill and shout insults at them. She is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: Born in the east to a Spy, Fallthra learned a great deal about her mother's area of expertise. While she appears to be a normal Dwarf, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She became a Spy soon after.

Motivation: To be a Stylist again; and she is unsatisfied with her job

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 60 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. He keeps his long white crest kept up in a rat tail. His gold eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is a Bowyer first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He has never given up on his singing dream.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Criminal record, Poor. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 4000 cp.

Description: This younger middle-aged woman wears dull blue sweaters, loose black pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath her sweater she keeps a concealed greataxe, just in case, and a wedding ring on her left hand. She has wavy blonde hair. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are brown.

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 also has developed a complete distrust of the Butcher profession.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Hatae was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. When she came of age, she joined a caravan that would eventually take her to the capital. She would practice along the way and, when she arrived, be apprenticed to a Priest. She's also a talented Butcher, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Expand her business; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Antagonistic, Addict. Bonds: In love, Job, Mentor. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 5000 cp.

Description: This southern woman is abnormally tall. She wears a fine chain shirt which she covers with white colored cloaks and clothing. Her whole body is exceptionally muscular. Her hair is blonde and curly. Her amber eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic woman, Tawna's first love is herself. Her second love is also herself. She can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: Her history is one of pain. She was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves her parents kept. She dropped out of school before completing her studies. She routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: She doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes.

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted, Logical. Bonds: Immigrant, Slave. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: Just what you see.