Description: A woman of a pale complexion, she wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. She usually doesn't wear a shirt. Her rusty crest is still thick. She has gold eyes.

Personality: She is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of her strength. She works very hard to maintain that gentleness. She is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: Quespa lived on a farm with her mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Her parents died when she was young, and she was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Quespa grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Quespa. She has since lost track of the people in her past.

Motivation: Regain custody of her daughter.

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Family, Criminal record. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 100 sp.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he dresses in pastel turtlenecks beneath a black coat with grey slacks. He wears his beige fur up. His yellow eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Scribe profession.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Marshal work with an outfit from a few towns over. Marshal work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Flaws: Sensitive, Greedy. Bonds: Job, Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 500 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty green coat over it, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'2" when asserting himself. He wears his green crest down. His gold eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Nadarr liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He bought a falchion and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Forgetful. Bonds: Military, Nature. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (200 gp).

Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He sports red clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He wears his white hair down. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are amber.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Extrovert. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Military, Mentor. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 2000 cp.