Description: A woman with a friendly, welcoming air about her, she is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Armorer. Her beige fur is smooth and relatively long. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.

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 able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: She was raised by priests from a young age. Her psionic abilities were realized during a raid on her village. She was granted psionic powers by her dying sister.

Motivation: She is content; and she seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Armorer

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

Possessions: Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (300 gp).

Description: She wears a tattered pair of loose blue pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. She has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. Her hair is golden and curly. Her half smiles and brown eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: She believes there is no problem she cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. She does not believe in violence as a means to an end. She is a dedicated Bounty Hunter but believes her peers are too gung-ho.

History: Unvera was born in the north. At a young age she loved to build and create. In her 15th year, her parents were killed by a brigands raid, leaving Unvera alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, she was adopted. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to brigands demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Many brigands want her driven away; and she wants revenge against brigands

Ideals: Persistence, Pacifist. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 200 sp. Rhodochrosite (11 gp).

Description: He wears white robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a morningstar, but if one is not available he will default to his lance. He carries with him a set of lances, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He wears his red hair up in a very large beehive style do. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. While he appears to be a normal Half-Orc, 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. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of specialists.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Shy, Secretive. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: She is a pot bellied eastern woman with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. She wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). Her small hat is riddled with cuts and holes. Her gray eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, she has a hard time making friends. She is a bit of a macho woman and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: She was born in a small mountains village. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Balifra took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up hammer and armor she uses now. 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: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 400 sp. 1 Banded mail.