Description: This woman is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of her veins is visible when she is not flexing. Her shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for her due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. Her scarlet crest is lengthy. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: She is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. She invented a lineage for herself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: Her mother raised her in a mountain cabin. Her parents divorced when she was young, and her father gained full cudstody. She was regularly beaten by her father, who blamed her for driving them apart. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 6000 cp.

Description: She is wearing a tight tan one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. She carries with her a set of flails on her belt, each one with a opal on the hilt. Her silver hair is thinning but still full. She wears a mask on her face.

Personality: She is a melancholic, but persistent worker. She resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. She does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: She was born several months after her mother was called into army service. A serious injury left her mother unemployed and in need of constant care. Her family became saddled with debt trying to care for her infirm mother. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Syllin fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She loathes her own lifestyle; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Extrovert. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Military, Debt. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 5000 cp.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears long strands of aquamarine and short brown dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. He sports a long silver beard, and similarly colored long hair. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: While he is on the job, he is grim and serious. He understands how dangerous the world is and the need to stay safe. He takes great joy in being the best Baker in town.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Dwarven conditions. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and to be a knight again

Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, Job, Nature. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His hair is red and very short. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his green eyes.

Personality: He hates dire rats. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. A true patriot, Mûzglob would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and his name or reputation has been wronged in the past by dire rats, and he desires to right it

Ideals: Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Military, Poor, Family. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 1000 cp. 1 Superior lock.