Description: This woman wears a tan shirt with thin green vertical stripes and grey pants. She has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized topaz on her left hand. Her golden hair is wavy and long. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines amber.

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 has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: She was raised in a mountains tribe. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a large cave. She would wander through that large cave 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Naivara took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up falchion and armor she uses now. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.

Motivation: She is greedy; and money/treasure

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: Blue quartz (10 gp).

Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his axe with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He has a very tight haircut. His gray eyes peer out from beneath his deerstalker white hat.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 40 gp.

Description: He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He carries with him a set of halberds, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His red hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. While he appears to be a normal Half-Orc, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Insane, Shy. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 80 gp.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears professional attire. His brown hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His brown eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his mother.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. 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: Retire the richest man in the west.

Ideals: Optimist, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 100 gp.