Description: A moderately attractive woman, she usually wears her brown robe and has her quarterstaff always slung over her shoulder. She has white hair. Her fair skin shows little sign of her aristocratic breeding.

Personality: She is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. She is seen as merciless and passionate.

History: Marastyr was born in the north. At a young age she loved to build and create. Her family was turned out during the war. She and her family wandered north to less war torn lands. One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: She will attempt to ambush and attack anyone she thinks she can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, she will try to sell them to her slave-trader contact; and she is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences her actions

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic, PTSD. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 1100 sp.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, he is wearing a tight tan one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. His feathered hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He is obsessed with his god.

History: He comes from a rich eastern family. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.

Flaws: Ugly, Sensitive. Bonds: Religious, Rich. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 1 Banded mail.

Description: She wears long strands of topaz and short black dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. Her crest, while still mostly brass, has prominent grey streaks. She has red eyes.

Personality: She cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with her opinion, she thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, she can get violently argumentative. 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, Burana is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her father always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. Ostracized due to the psionic powers of her oldest sister, she and her siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Dragonborns became a terror of the countryside. She now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it; and she's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Opinionated, Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: She wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized white coat. She is portly but not overly obese. She keeps her long auburn hair kept up in a rat tail. This amber eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: She is enamored with her job. She loves it. She likes the challenge and she likes helping those less fortunate than her. She does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of gnolls may trigger it at times.

History: Trained by her mother for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. At a young age her mother died while driving off some gnolls. Her father being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train her in ceremonial dagger use. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to gnolls demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: She is unsatisfied with her job; and someone believes her a fraud

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Job, Enemies, Military. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 1000 cp. Rose (40 gp).