Description: She is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. She wears a robe, a symbol of death around her neck, and a axe on her belt. Beneath her clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. She has wavy red fur. She is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: She is a sleazy, sleazy gal. She has no qualms about using her powers of suggestion to get people to do what she wants. She is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: She was born in the north. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Tabaxis in Edge's homeland. Edge decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Bonds: Slave, Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 300 sp. Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp).

Description: This younger middle-aged man prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs, and a wedding ring on his left hand. His Stetson hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady amber eyes.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Rendar abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, In love, Adventurer, Mentor. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 3000 cp. 1 Breastplate.

Description: This western man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He typically wears yellow cloth garments or leather armor. He keeps his red hair in a pixie cut. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He comes from a rich western family. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Shy, Forgetful. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 80 gp. Jet (140 gp).

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. He keeps his blue hair in a flapper bob. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. The war was a terrible time for him, and Ekemon does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Butcher arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs; and money/treasure

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: Just what you see.