Description: This woman is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of her veins is visible when she is not flexing. Her shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for her due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. Her crest is silver and curly. Her red eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She barks her statements quickly and with little fuss. She prefers small words and is at her heart utilitarian. She is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories she has discovered

History: Gilkass was born with her mother's beautiful face. 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. She routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 290 gp.

Description: This northern woman's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, she slurs her words together. She wears a robe, a symbol of her god around her neck, and a axe on her belt. Her golden hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. Her green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: She can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. Her temper goes off on the smallest of things. She tends to lash out at those around her.

History: A studious child she never was much for a social life, not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out. Her parents divorced when she was young, and her mother gained full cudstody. She was regularly beaten by her mother, who blamed her for driving them apart. She was granted martial powers by her dying brother.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Antagonistic. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 20 pp. 1 Everburning torch.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a robe, a symbol of death around his neck, and a halberd on his belt. His chestnut hair is thinning but still full. He is baby faced.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Halfling in existence. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. His mother disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his mother, he was betrayed dozens of times. 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. Bhevek fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and to unite with his brother

Ideals: Fighting, Justice, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He tends to wear a brown poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt, and carries pickaxes. His fur is yellow and curly. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Edge is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born in a small mountains village. His childhood dream was to be a Weaver, but he was a colossal failure. He struck the Servant job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Expand his business; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 50 gp. Black pearl (200 gp).