Description: She is a small woman, but exceptionally fit. She has a large tan mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into her yellow robe. Her hair is short and silver. She has a tattooed face.

Personality: She is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, she's a very lovable idiot. To her fellows she 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: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Naivara was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. At a young age both her parents were killed in an accident. Her uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took her in and had her trained in basic self defense. Recently she has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: She is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences her actions; and a rival would like her out of the picture

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist. Bonds: Enemies, Mentor, Criminal record. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a robe, a symbol of strength around his neck, and a rapier on his belt. He has styled his golden hair well, parting it to the right. His hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. 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. Hagren fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions

Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 190 gp. Moonstone (70 gp). Brown-green garnet (80 gp). Freshwater pearl (16 gp).

Description: He wears a violet vest and prefers red and tan shirts. His boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. His red hair has been sun bleached extensively. His eyes are a pleasant amber.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He got into the Barrister business at a young age. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Clerebold took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up nunchaku and armor he uses now. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of freemasons.

Motivation: To be a Weaver again.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 30 gp.

Description: He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior, and carries daggers. He has shaved his head bald. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Fighting, Passionate, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 150 gp.