Description: She is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. She wears bulky grey painted plate armor. Beneath her clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. She has wavy white hair. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep brown.

Personality: She is filled with cunning. She likes to feign weakness letting people think she is weak. She seeks to pay back kindness whenever she gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip she always seeks to do solids for her friends.

History: She was born several months after her mother was called into army service. Her mother disappeared, and while she tried to raise money to find her mother, she was betrayed dozens of times. Due to her spouse's obsession with being a Masseuse they were divorced and she won custody of their son. She worked as a Marshal, and she later adopted a second son.

Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and her spouse's relatives view her with great suspicion

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Slave, Military, Family. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 150 gp. 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: A middle-aged woman, she wears a green collared shirt and brown skirt. She accessorizes with a violet scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across her shirt, and is pretty ugly. Her hair is black and very short. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: She is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as she rather likes the sound of her voice. Her demeanor is somewhat feminine. She has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. In her 14th year, while out on a day-trip, she returned to find her hometown burning and destroyed. She found her father impaled in their home, and her mother beheaded. She saw the woman who walked out, and charged her in a blind rage. The woman easily evaded and defeated her, leaving her to live broken and terrified. Since then, she has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: She is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 100 sp.

Description: He wears an entirely pastel suit with grey socks and a vest with buckled shoes. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His cinnamon fur is matted, messy, and big. His eyes are green and beady.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: He was born at the edge of vast island. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 island due to the painful memories there. Five took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up nunchaku and armor he uses now. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and to protect his home

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 60 gp.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his shortspear with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His black hair has been sun bleached extensively. His silver eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Rimmon was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Gifted, Optimist. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 100 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.