Description: A pudgy woman standing about 4'11" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep violet leather and dull green iron scale mail. She has dyed her greying silver hair a little too much giving a sharp silver color. She is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: She is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, she's a very lovable idiot. She is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. From her teen years she was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on her. She tends to her Map Maker job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations she has.

Motivation: She has passion for adventuring and risk.

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Poor, Job. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 230 gp. 1 Breastplate.

Description: An imposing woman with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, she is renowned for her bright brown dresses and hats. Her auburn hair is singed and shortened. Her gray eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: While she is on the job, she is grim and serious. She understands how dangerous the world is and the need to stay safe. She is ready at a moment's notice to give into her darker urges. She is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. She often ends up burning people alive in the fires she starts.

History: Her history is one of pain. She was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves her parents kept. As a young child she wandered into the woods despite her father's warnings against it. Afterwards she claimed she had encountered orcs who tried to eat her hand. As of late she has set up a hidden staging nest where she ambushes people she hires for escort.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Slave, Enemies. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 400 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: She wears a red shirt, with a brown mid length skirt with brown tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. She carries with her a set of warhammers on her belt, each one with a ruby on the hilt. She is bald on top and has large silver tufts of hair around her ears. This gray eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: She goes out her way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one she won't accept into her heart. She is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of her. She is by nature obliging.

History: Her history is one of pain. She was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves her parents kept. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. 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. Stacee 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; and she is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 400 sp.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a robe, a symbol of the sun god around his neck, and a mace on his belt. His deerstalker hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His eyes are black and beady.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His parents were killed by giants in a raid when he was still a young child. The giants captured him, and made him a slave and general play-thing. He was beaten and tortured regularly, leading to his deformed appearance. 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. Barakas fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: A deep hatred of giants; and he wants revenge against giants

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 390 gp. A detailed rose, with petals and thorns, constructed of silver and electrum (40 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (400 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.