Description: A woman with a warm, jovial air about her, she wears a white armored body suit, with a simple brown line shooting up and back down. She keeps her golden hair in a flapper bob. Her gray unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

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 seeks to pay back kindness whenever she gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip she always seeks to do solids for her friends.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her mother. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting. Flaws: Disease, Insomniac. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. His golden hair is heavily combed to the left. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady amber eyes.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. The war was a terrible time for him, and Delebean does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Depressed. Bonds: Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His black crest is smooth and relatively long. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He fancies himself a trickster and likes to rely on his wits to carry the day. He cares for his older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: A child with a great deal of painting talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. While he appears to be a normal Dragonborn, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Guard they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Mercenary, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful, Insane. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 110 gp. Brown-green garnet (130 gp).

Description: A stocky lighter skinned woman, she likes to wear ponchos typically of a light black in addition to tight pants. She has dyed her greying red hair a little too much giving a sharp red color. Her hazel eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: Stoic and calm, she prefers to meditate than take action. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Her mother raised her in a mountain cabin. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Puyet took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up hand crossbow and armor she uses now. Since then, she has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: She has comitted a past crime that haunts her to this day; and she possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Disciplined, Joker, Optimist. Bonds: Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 300 sp.