Description: She wears professional attire. She is portly but not overly obese. Her hair is silver and very short. She has several tiny aquamarine earrings on each ear.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation she is generally quite perceptive. She notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. She plays an instrument quite well.

History: She was born in a small desert village. Helja liked to wander the woods near her home when she was young, something she still likes to do at least once a week. She never liked modest clothing or shoes, so she would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and she developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it; and she uses money and sex appeal to get what she needs

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 70 gp.

Description: This southern woman is abnormally tall. She wears a grey collared shirt and red skirt. She accessorizes with a black scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across her shirt. Her whole body is exceptionally muscular. Her black hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. Her violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks her mind. She claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day she will do what she thinks is right.

History: Her history is one of pain. She was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves her parents kept. Kilia was born on a far southern desert where she grew up under the tutelage of her father, an expert Farmer. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Kilia 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: Justice, Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Slave. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 60 gp.

Description: Standing 5'4", this woman wears a tan vest and prefers black and blue shirts. Her boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. She sports a flattop hair cut. She has a tattooed face.

Personality: She does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. She is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: She was born several months after her father was called into army service. A freak accident while working with her Glassblower father left her crippled. She has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Justice, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 340 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: This man is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Hunter. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized aquamarine on his left hand. His black hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: Zaffrab wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Barbarian, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Zaffrab was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Zaffrab took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up flail and armor he uses now. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Mentor, Nature. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 600 sp. Golden pearl (130 gp).