Description: Standing 5'5", this woman wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath her coat. Her hair, while still mostly auburn, has prominent grey streaks. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: A grumpy gal she will invite people to lunch so she can critique them. Yet she still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. She spends most of her days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There she gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: She was born in a small island village. Like her mother and her brother before her, after school she went straight into learning to become a Body Guard. She ran away from her former home and has been making her living as a Body Guard for the past few years.

Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Body Guard responsibilities is difficult; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature, Job. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 210 gp. Bloodstone (40 gp). Citrine (40 gp).

Description: This woman is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of her veins is visible when she is not flexing. Her shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for her due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. Her hair is short and black. Her face is full, her cheeks are rosy, and she always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in her black eyes.

Personality: She is irascible and easily irritated. She is underhanded and not above using her wealth and body to get others to do her bidding.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her father always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. Gadreel abandoned her home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. She survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. She did whatever it took for her to survive. She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature sword.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Attractive. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. She has no hair. Her violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, she has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. She passes on several rewards to people in need. She makes a point to leave places better than she found them.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her mother. Her father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but she insists her father was legitimate. She used her abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: Her religion dominates her actions.

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: This fat eastern man has a bulbous nose and wears dull grey sweaters, loose blue pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed halberd, just in case. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: He was born at the edge of vast mountains. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Dalgal took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up halberd and armor he uses now. He bought a halberd and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Fearful. Bonds: Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 400 sp.