Description: This woman is bedraggled and starved. She likes to wear ponchos typically of a light black in addition to tight pants. Her dark red hair is still thick. She has red eyes and a black hat with a yellow feather.

Personality: She is happy with her job as a Sellsword. She turns her eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. She has all her life been fascinated with writing.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. She was one of the best in her class, and was picked up by her current employer. She quickly showed her capability and was soon promoted to a head role. She bought a mace and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Artistic, Optimist. Bonds: Poor, Job, Religious, Nature. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 80 gp.

Description: She wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. She usually doesn't wear a shirt. She carries with her a set of whips, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. Her yellow fur has been sun bleached extensively. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: Her tongue was cut out and she uses sign language. On top of that she is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to her employer will always come first she doesn't like to hit women.

History: Sweet was born the youngest of three triplets. From there she went from mercenary job to mercenary job. During her travels, Sweet and her party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Sweet discovered the rest of her party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Sweet fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing her own horrible transformation.

Motivation: She has a crush on the local Butcher; and she would like to get married and retire

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac, Disease. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She wears a tight fitting grey shirt and pants. Her attire stands in sharp contrast to her greatsword, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a cross on it. Her hair is always cut to a buzz. Her eyes are likewise hazel. Her teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: She is a woman who does what she needs to. She will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. Her actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as she answers to a power that mortal women fail to acknowledge.

History: She was born in a small island village. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Dwarves in the east were limited. She has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: She is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and she feels that her past leaves her morally obligated to help

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record, Religious, Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 140 gp. Chrysoberyl (140 gp).

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. He has no crest. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is erratic and paranoid. He believes dire rats are coming to abduct people. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. At a young age his father died while driving off some dire rats. His mother being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in lance use. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by dire rats. Dadalan was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the dire rats.

Motivation: He feels threatened by others; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 20 pp. 3 Tanglefoot bags.