Description: This woman wears long strands of aquamarine and short white dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths, and sports empty pouches on her belt. She keeps her golden hair in a pixie cut. She was beautiful and young once, which still shows through her age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: She has schizophrenia that causes her to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. The war was a terrible time for her, and Engong does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.

History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. She inherited a moderately successful company from her father. Under her leadership it has flourished, and using capital from her venture she effectively owns an entire region. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.

Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and money/treasure

Flaws: Disease, Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Military. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 1800 sp.

Description: Her right side is far more bruised and cut up than her other. She is well dressed, constantly wearing a black suit, pastel shirt, and white tie. Her hair is purple and curly. Her gold eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, she has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. Further she is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. While she appears to be a normal Tiefling, 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 got away from her former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Addict. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 4000 cp.

Description: This southern man is abnormally tall. He wears a grey shirt with thin green vertical stripes and white pants. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. Sporting a red mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His eyes are brown and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: He was born at the edge of vast forest. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and money/treasure

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich, Nature, Religious. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 170 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His hair is long and blonde with streaks of white, and is pulled back with small brown clips. His beard is white, braided, and well cared for. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. 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. Reirak fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Optimist. Flaws: Insomniac. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 80 gp.