Description: Standing 4'0", this woman wears grey robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a flail, but if one is not available she will default to her sword. She has shaved her head bald. Her eyes are likewise amber.

Personality: She is a jovial happy person, but she is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. She does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for her. She lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. In her youth she was a Glassblower, and wanted to be a champion fighter when she grew up. She was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives she lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. She saw the brutality and swore off her fighting aspirations, taking her younger brother on her back after seeing her parents die, and fled the country. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Ovina 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.

Ideals: Optimist, Fighting. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: Azurite (4 gp). 1 Masterwork Musical instrument.

Description: This woman likes to wear ponchos typically of a light white in addition to tight pants. She has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized opal on her left hand. Her red hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. Her eyes are green.

Personality: Quiet and reserved she prefers to listen than to talk. She will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. She feeds upon the attention of others.

History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. There was a wharf not far from home where she often wandered off to fish. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by brigands, and she desires to right it; and she wants revenge against brigands

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Nature, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 370 gp.

Description: He very much looks the part of a Animal Trainer. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his shortspear, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a cross on it. Sporting a white mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Tarak was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. 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. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Joker, Persistence. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Job, Attractive. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 300 sp.

Description: He is a pot bellied eastern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He has the majority of his body covered in plate. His hair is white and very short. His silver unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He thrives on attention. He does whatever is in his power to gain the attention of whomever he deems a fit date. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: Valafar was born with his father's beautiful face. 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. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he would like to get married and retire

Ideals: Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 4000 cp.