Description: This woman is bedraggled and starved. She is dressed in a clean brown cloak covering her clean studded leather. She wears her beige fur up. She has a tattooed face.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation she is generally quite perceptive. She notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. She passes on several rewards to people in need. She makes a point to leave places better than she found them.

History: From birth she was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Being born in the east, 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 east 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 west. Due to her spouse's obsession with being a Detective they were divorced and she won custody of their son. She worked as a Mayor, and she later adopted a second son.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and regain custody of her son

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Mentor, Family. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This woman stands a little under 5'4" and is a bit bulky. She is very muscular particularly in the legs. She wears violet painted combat armor at almost all times. She has shaved her head bald. Her face is scarred and worn.

Personality: Quiet and reserved she prefers to listen than to talk. She will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. She pushes her goals aggressively. She is also a coward if confronted.

History: She was born into a rich family. She struck it rich when she found rare goods in large quantities. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: She is wracked by social anxiety; and money/treasure

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 30 gp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he prefers to wear yellow clothing when he does not wear armor. His head has been shaved. His eyes are likewise brown.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Naeris grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Naeris. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Naeris fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Religious, Criminal record. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 150 gp. Deep green spinel (130 gp).

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He is dressed in an above average manner. He wears his golden hair up in a very large beehive style do. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Nuraval took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up scimitar and armor he uses now. He bought a scimitar and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To be a Performer again.

Ideals: Athletic, Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 1900 sp. Large well-done wool tapestry (400 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (500 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (500 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.