Description: She wears a black costume with the symbols of her god on her torso. She is portly but not overly obese. She wears her silver crest down. Her red unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: She resents people who mock her appearance or her, so she has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. 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, Aasathra is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. In her youth she was a Tailor, and wanted to be a champion fighter when she grew up. She was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives she lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. She saw the brutality and swore off her fighting aspirations, taking her younger brother on her back after seeing her parents die, and fled the country. She has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: She is greedy; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Justice, Fighting. Flaws: Disease, Ugly, PTSD. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: He wears silk and lounges about seductively. He carries with him a set of greataxes on his belt, each one with a amber on the hilt. He has done his best to style his black crest to look like a famous performer. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Rivaan 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, Philantrophist. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Server

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 300 sp.

Description: This woman wears a tan collared shirt and red skirt. She accessorizes with a white scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across her shirt. She has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized jet on her left hand. She has golden hair. Her half smiles and blue eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: She exudes charisma. She is a tour de force of persuasion. She moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep her interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. Her mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but she insists her mother was legitimate. She leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever she goes.

Motivation: She has a rivalry with the Church that dominates her actions; and she is greedy

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: This malnourished woman wears dull black sweaters, loose red pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath her sweater she keeps a concealed bow, just in case. Her silver crest is knotted and matted. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.

Personality: She is envious of other's things. She hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that she so desires. She has a small toy that she constantly fidgets with.

History: Gifted from a young age, Ruloth studied abroad. When Ruloth reached her early adolescence her Dragonborn father 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 got away from her former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and she wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Greedy, Addict. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 4000 cp.