Description: He has a missing right leg. He wears dull white sweaters, loose pastel pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed ceremonial dagger, just in case. His blonde hair is smooth and relatively long. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Through the years after Bagabug was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Bagabug's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and he has a crush on the local hunter

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Has a crush, Religious. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 3000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. He carries his fan with him everywhere and carries himself as the perfect gentleman. He sports a flattop fur cut. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines blue.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. The war was a terrible time for him, and Tricking does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Tricking was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 30 gp.

Description: She is wearing a long, tan cloak, but does not cut a very imposing figure. She walks with a slouch but will stand straight to her full 4'9" when asserting herself. Her white hair is unkempt and raggedy. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: She is cool and collected. She likes to make quips and puns whenever she does anything. She also makes a point to compliment her superiors and flatter them. She enjoys reading and quiet.

History: She was born in the east, but her parents moved at a very young age to the west. When Ahinar reached her early adolescence her Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. She routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Disciplined, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 1 Banded mail.

Description: She wears a tattered pair of loose green pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. She carries with her a set of shields on her belt, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. Her crest is green and curly. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.

Personality: She is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. She also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. She is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in her opinion.

History: The child of eastern immigrants she idolized her mother. Since her mother passed away years ago, her father had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Perra fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: Red garnet (90 gp).