Description: This younger middle-aged woman wears just a pastel suit, and a wedding ring on her right hand. Her cinnamon fur is unkempt and raggedy. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She has a good heart but also a terrible temper. She will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. She is accommodating to her spouse and as such limits her hospitality. She is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven herself a capable leader.

History: Born to a Mason, her mother struggled to pay the bills. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Stylist hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: In love, Poor. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. She has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. Her hair is black, silky, and of moderate length. Her brown eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: She is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of her strength. She works very hard to maintain that gentleness. She is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: Born in the south to a Jeweler, Zanna learned a great deal about her mother's area of expertise. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Jeweler hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She struck the Jeweler job and began her own company from there.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Disciplined, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Poor. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: This western man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light brown in addition to tight pants. His chestnut hair is greasy and uncared for. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Hubert fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Opinionated, Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 360 gp.

Description: He tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with his rolled up shirt sleeves this gives him a very relaxed look, and he perpetually has his scimitar ready. His crest is gold and curly. 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 quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. The war was a terrible time for him, and Salasar does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Salasar was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy, Depressed, Ugly. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 80 gp.