Description: A pudgy woman standing about 3'0" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She likes to wear red tank tops with black skirt. Her hair, while still mostly blonde, has prominent grey streaks. Her hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: She fancies herself a trickster and likes to rely on her wits to carry the day. She cares for her older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. The war was a terrible time for her, and Sarai does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.

History: Sarai lived on a farm with her mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. When Sarai reached her early adolescence her Halfling mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. She has gone from town to town till she finds a spot where she can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for her; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Family, Military, Job. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 20 pp.

Description: She wears a tight fitting white shirt and pants. She has a very tight haircut. She wears a mask on her face.

Personality: Cocky and sure of herself, she believes she is the best Bowyer born in the past three hundred years. As long as the job gets done she does not care how it got done.

History: She was born at the edge of vast island. She was a friend to animals and a trickster. In her defense of animals however she would do severe harm to people. She has since lost track of the people in her past.

Motivation: She has passion for adventuring and risk; and doesn't want to be a bowyer and was forced into it by her family

Ideals: Professionalism. Bonds: Job, Nature, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 300 sp. 1 Small steel mirror.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He has white crest. He has red eyes and a green hat with a brown feather.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His parents enrolled him in a Aristocrat school at a young age so that he could practice his necromantic talents. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Cynical, Forgetful. Bonds: Poor, Religious. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 700 sp. Sardonyx (50 gp).

Description: A middle-aged woman, she wears a blue costume with the symbols of magic on her torso, and is pretty ugly. Her auburn hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. Her eyes are likewise amber.

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 a font of random trivia from the lore and stories she has discovered

History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. Since then, she has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Optimist, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Slave. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 400 sp.