Description: She wears tan painted combat armor at almost all times, and carries spears. Sporting a blonde mohawk this woman's hair draws a lot of attention. Her amber unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: She is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. She loves being with her children and actually smiles when they are around. She would do anything for them. She dislikes her ex a great deal.

History: She was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Through the years after Callybon was born, her mother became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Callybon's mother didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. By chance she met her sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Sellsword and was forced into it by her family.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 40 gp. Freshwater pearl (14 gp).

Description: The dark-skinned man stands 5'3" and wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with brown colored cloaks and clothing. His white hair, when down, is lengthy. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines violet.

Personality: He has a massive crush on the younger sibling of the Crown-heir who has hired him part-time. He is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. In his youth he was part of a gang. He got caught, but did not rat out his comrades and served his time in prison. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC.

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Has a crush, Criminal record, Military, Family. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Darkwood Shield.

Description: He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He is physically well-built. He wears a deerstalker hat to cover his moderate length brown hair. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Ombul isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Halfling unity. He uses divination through singing.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. When Ombul reached his early adolescence his Halfling mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. 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. Ombul fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Crown-heir and was forced into it by his family; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Family. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 30 gp. An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (170 gp). 1 Banded mail.

Description: He typically wears red cloth garments or leather armor. He has a very tight haircut. His hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was born in the north. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Mortician for the past few years.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and revenge

Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 600 sp.