Description: She is a small woman, but exceptionally fit. She is dressed in an above average manner. Her hair is red and curly. Her amber eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: She is a jovial happy person, but she is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. She can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: She was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. She always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. She was granted arcane powers by her dying sister.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 400 sp.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. He has a black handlebar mustache and slicked back black hair. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing poetry.

History: Reirak lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He has had some formal poetry training, and achieved minor success. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Server they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Mercenary, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Mercenary and was forced into it by his family; and marry his brother to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 380 gp.

Description: This slender man stands about 6'4". He is well dressed, constantly wearing a green suit, pastel shirt, and violet tie. His crest is red 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: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He is stubborn though. He always likes to keep a trick up his sleeve. He likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if he feels he even has a chance of losing.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Rathkran took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up falchion and armor he uses now. Being a Miner 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: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day.

Flaws: Insomniac, Depressed. Bonds: Criminal record, Religious, Nature. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 140 gp.

Description: He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He carries a battered rapier and tarnished scythe as well. His auburn hair is singed and shortened. His eyes are violet and beady.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. 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 giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Bertram fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Forgetful, Antagonistic. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 600 sp.