Description: She appears as an extremely gaunt Human, and stands approximately 4'7". She prefers to wear brown clothing when she does not wear armor, and her gloved hand is found clutching a greataxe. She has moderate length red hair. She wears a mask on her face.

Personality: She is irritable and easily angered. She is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use her stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. A fanatic, her devotion to her small selection of gods is unquestionable. She claims to be doing their will and will base all her actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Sarah was born the youngest of three triplets. 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 has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Marry her sister to traveling adventurers; and halfling compassion

Flaws: Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Religious, Family, Job. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 5000 cp.

Description: A thin woman, she clearly needs to put on some weight, but she still has a lot of muscle. She prefers to wear green pants and tee shirts. Her dark red hair is heavily combed to the left. Her eyes are likewise white.

Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. Her job bores her to no end. She has decided to make it more interesting.

History: Born to a Mayor, her mother struggled to pay the bills. At a young age both her parents were killed in an accident. Her uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took her in and had her trained in basic self defense. Being a Mortician kept her interest for a while, but then she became depressed and bored. So she turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and a rival would like her out of the picture

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record, Poor. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 20 pp.

Description: This fat western man has a bulbous nose and prefers to wear violet pants and tee shirts. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His brown hair and beard is wavy and long. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines hazel.

Personality: Rolen is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He takes great joy in being the best Hunter in town.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Rolen was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 80 gp. 1 Smokesticks.

Description: She has a missing left arm. She is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. She wears a feathered hat to hide her balding. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: Quiet and reserved she prefers to listen than to talk. She will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. Further she is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: She was born on a small isolated farm. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Aasathra took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up greatsword and armor she uses now. She got away from her former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Flaws: Insomniac, Shy, Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 110 gp.