Description: A woman with a friendly, welcoming air about her, she is wearing a tight green one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. Her hair, while still mostly dark red, has prominent grey streaks. Her red eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She is intelligent and cunning, but she will too often allow her rage to get the better of her. She will lose her cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. 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, Mastema is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: Her mother raised her in a mountain cabin. She graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. She advanced relatively quickly due to her good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. She has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Justice, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, Military. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 1900 sp.

Description: He is typically in his Apothecary uniform. He carries with him a set of maces on his belt, each one with a ruby on the hilt. His blonde hair is greasy and uncared for. His hazel eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He got into the Apothecary business at a young age. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. He tends to his Apothecary job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 11000 cp. 1 Magnifying glass.

Description: She wears silk and lounges about seductively. She is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly whips and scimitars. Her long red hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. Her green eyes peer out from beneath her top tan hat.

Personality: She is overprotective of those who hire her services. Her job bores her to no end. She has decided to make it more interesting.

History: Felosial was born in the east. At a young age she loved to build and create. Her mother was a mechanic, and taught her how to fix just about anything. Lacking all sense, she decided to go on an adventure. She picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Dwarven artifacts is her passion.

Ideals: Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Guardian, Adventurer. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. His red hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. His eyes are green and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: Radomir lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He took after his mother in leading caravans. Because they were valued, his mother taught him to defend himself. When his mother died while fighting giants, the young Radomir began to lead the lost caravan. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Radomir fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and regain custody of his daughter

Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur, Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Enemies. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 70 gp.