Description: 4'2" and lanky with angular features, she is an attractive figure. She wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. She conceals her scimitar with her veritable burlap sack of a shirt. Her moppish black hair is in a traditional bowl cut. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: She will rave to anyone who will listen. Energy wise she seems alert and responsive.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her mother. Her family was turned out during the war. She and her family wandered west to less war torn lands. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Yurgunn fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Professionalism, Fighting. Flaws: Insane, PTSD. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 140 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears skinny pants and wears a blue and tan robe with the hood down. His head has been shaved. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

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 invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His first spouse was a Barrister, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Priest and was forced into it by his family; and wants to raise his children well

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 340 gp.

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with small hat. His white hair is braided into rings. His green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. Gilthur is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his brothers into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

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. His arcane abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He was granted arcane powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and regain custody of his son

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Emotional. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Military. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He has shaved his head bald. His hazel eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Eiravel fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and retire the richest man in the south

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Joker, Entrepeneur. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 160 gp.