Description: This man stands a little under 5'5" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He dresses like a well dressed Blacksmith does. His hair is short and red. His brown eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson blue hat.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Traki is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He worked as a nervous Blacksmith and found it very stressful. Being a Blacksmith kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Military, Criminal record. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A plain young-adult woman, she tends to wear a large blue jacket. Sporting a golden mohawk this woman's hair draws a lot of attention. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: She is business-like. She takes instructions and follows them to the letter. Animals are drawn to her, and she is able to talk to them.

History: She was born in a small mountains village. She always admired martial-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. She used her abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she will attempt to ambush and attack anyone she thinks she can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, she will try to sell them to her slave-trader contact

Ideals: Professionalism, Gifted, Fighting. Bonds: Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 300 sp.

Description: She wears bulky green painted plate armor. She has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. She has done her best to style her gold crest to look like a famous performer. She is baby faced.

Personality: She likes to fabricate stories about her past exploits and how crazy she is, but in actuality she is rather bland. She also has developed a complete distrust of the Apothecary profession.

History: Her history is one of pain. She was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves her parents kept. She worked as a nervous Ruler and found it very stressful. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Flaws: Mundane, Disease. Bonds: Job, Slave. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 110 gp. Jasper (70 gp).

Description: A woman with a friendly, welcoming air about her, she is well dressed, constantly wearing a brown suit, tan shirt, and grey tie. Her hair is black and very short. Her violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Audhild wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Rogue, so she tries to act the part. She does a good job, for the most part... She has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Her childhood dream was to be a Merchant, but she was a colossal failure. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: She has a crush on the local Merchant; and she's attracted to the pc

Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Rich, Job, Immigrant, Has a crush. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: Just what you see.