Description: A plain young-adult woman, she wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. She has slicked back blonde hair. Her eyes are brown and catlike.

Personality: She is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. The war was a terrible time for her, and Werydd does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.

History: She was born in a small mountains village. Werydd liked to wander the woods near her home when she was young, something she still likes to do at least once a week. She never liked modest clothing or shoes, so she would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and she developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. She guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: To reunite with her old friends; and she loathes her own lifestyle

Flaws: Antagonistic, Depressed, Secretive. Bonds: Military, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 1200 sp.

Description: An older man who typically wears blue cloth garments or leather armor, he is not a threatening figure. His brown hair is thinning but still full. He has several tiny ruby earrings on each ear.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: He was born in a small island village. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and retire the richest man in the east

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Impeccable. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 110 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (9 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A well shaped woman just over fifty, she wears a black armored body suit, with a simple tan line shooting up and back down. Her long silver hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. Her ears are large.

Personality: She likes to brag about her accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. She enjoys reading and quiet.

History: Born in the north to a Herbalist, Purah learned a great deal about her father's area of expertise. She worked as a nervous Herbalist and found it very stressful. She has worked as a Herbalist like her father before her.

Motivation: Expand her business; and to be a bounty hunter again

Ideals: Passionate, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy silver stubble. He wears a blue top hat and blue clothes. He has a hunchback. He has done his best to style his silver hair to look like a famous performer. His eyes are blue.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He seeks to pay back kindness whenever he gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip he always seeks to do solids for his friends.

History: His druidic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature sickle.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent mother; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Joker, Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: Just what you see.