Description: She has the majority of her body covered in plate. She carries with her a set of shortbows, each one with a jet on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. Her black hair, when down, is lengthy. She has several tiny jet earrings on each ear.

Personality: She is a melancholic, but persistent worker. She resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. She has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. From there she went from mercenary job to mercenary job. She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature shortbow.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and obtaining odd cultural dwarven artifacts is her passion

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A pudgy woman standing about 6'6" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She dresses well, wearing green shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. Her crest is cut close to her head. She wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: She likes to brag about her accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. She is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. She has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to her frivolously. She was granted necromantic powers by her dying sister.

Motivation: She is greedy; and she has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Passionate, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Rich. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 160 gp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his scythe with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He wears his red hair down. His eyes are brown and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: When he was but 4 years old his parents immigrated from the west. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He became a Knight soon after.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and expand his business

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Enemies, Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 4000 cp. 1 Disguise kit.

Description: He is an average looking southern male in his early mid-life. He wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His yellow fur is smooth and relatively long. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this southern guy figured out how to best use his charms to convince people to do what he wants. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: He comes from a rich southern family. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. 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: He is greedy; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 150 gp. Sardonyx (30 gp).