Description: A woman with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. She wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with wide-brimmed hat. Sporting a chestnut mohawk this woman's hair draws a lot of attention. This brown eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: She is shy and timid. She has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. She is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Half-Elves.

History: Thiala was born with her father's beautiful face. Through the years after Thiala was born, her father became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Thiala's father didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Shy, Racist, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 10 pp. Brass mug with jade inlays (300 gp). 1 Chain shirt.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. She wears a shirt that is too small, which lets her gut show, with a ratty black coat over it. Her white hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: She likes to fabricate stories about her past exploits and how crazy she is, but in actuality she is rather bland. She is always in debt, since she spends her money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. When the war came and ruined her parents she was left adrift. She was a hard woman then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.

Motivation: She seems to be bored by most things.

Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Impulsive, PTSD. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 1 Banded mail.

Description: 5'1" and muscular, this northern woman wears a worn and beaten armor. She has wavy golden hair. Her brown eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: She is unhospitable to her core. Her small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. She is underhanded and not above using her wealth and body to get others to do her bidding.

History: A studious child she never was much for a social life, not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out. Her parents divorced when she was young, and her father gained full cudstody. She was regularly beaten by her father, who blamed her for driving them apart. She was granted divine powers by her dying sister.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and to prove her worth to the world

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Addict, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 1800 sp. 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: He wears tan trousers with yellow and green striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. He is physically well-built. His long blonde hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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. Crampernap took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up bastard sword and armor he uses now. He has since married many spouses, only to have them die. He claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Flaws: Terse, Depressed. Bonds: In love, Mentor, Nature. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 80 gp. White pearl (110 gp). 1 Everburning torch.