Description: She is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of her physical features obscured. Her hair is long and chestnut with streaks of brown, and is pulled back with small grey clips. Her amber eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: She is quiet and unassuming. She ignores others and carries on with her job unassumingly. She has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: Heir to a fortune, her parents put a great deal of effort into curing her disease. Being born in the north, she completed her medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. She returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. She was a general practitioner in the north for years, until she, through no fault of her own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal she made her way south. When her spouse passed she lost her only source of income but claims to her daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: To prove her worth to the world; and an old rival family wants her found

Flaws: Disease, Impulsive. Bonds: Job, Rich, Family. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: He wears brown painted combat armor at almost all times. He carries with him a set of flails, each one with a topaz on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His red hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He got into the Brewer business at a young age. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 130 gp.

Description: She is a husky woman, who wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. She conceals her bastard sword with her veritable burlap sack of a shirt. She has styled her silver hair well, parting it to the right. Her black eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. The war was a terrible time for her, and Damaia does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.

History: She was born in the south, but her parents moved at a very young age to the east. Her father was very strict, and drilled into her lessons on being the perfect lady. She left for the south, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and she doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Cynical, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He is portly but not overly obese. His brown hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a wide-brimmed hat. His green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He is an amazing painter.

History: His psionic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. During his travels, Lorm and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Lorm discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Lorm fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: Jasper (70 gp).