Description: She wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. She carries with her a set of longswords, each one with a emerald on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. Her long golden hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. Her brown eyes peer out from beneath her wide-brimmed white hat.

Personality: She is a melancholic, but persistent worker. She resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Robbie is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: Born to a Miller, her mother struggled to pay the bills. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Ruler hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Robbie fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She feels kind of lost in life; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 600 sp.

Description: He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His red crest has been sun bleached extensively. His gold unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Mortician born in the past three hundred years. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Mortician but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Mortician for the past few years.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the west; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Pacifist. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty brown coat over it. He has brown hair. His ears are large.

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 refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Barendd was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Barbarian, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Barbarian in service of a powerful lord somewhere. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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. Barendd took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up kukri and armor he uses now. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and an old rival family wants him found

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Family, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 90 gp.

Description: Her left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise she appears quite healthy. She dresses like a well dressed Painter does. Her black hair is greasy and uncared for. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady blue eyes.

Personality: She is unhospitable to her core. Her small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. She keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to her own.

History: She is a Succubi in disguise. She was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. She then took over the family business and is one of the better Painter for hire.

Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 250 gp. 1 Average lock.