Description: This southern woman's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, she slurs her words together. She is wearing a tight green one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. She wears her dark red hair up. Her eyes are white and catlike.

Personality: While she acts the brute, she is far gentler than she would appear. She claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day she will do what she thinks is right.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. When Armara reached her early adolescence her Tiefling father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. She has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and her religion dominates her actions

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Military. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 40 gp.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. He dresses like a well dressed Apothecary does, marred by teas. He keeps his long chestnut hair kept up in a rat tail. His amber eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He's a bit of a prankster. He knows he is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Rangrim 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 Rangrim. He struck the Apothecary job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 20 gp.

Description: He wears a green cloak and cross-gartered white stockings, and carries quarterstaffs. He wears a small hat to cover his moderate length brass crest. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Dragonborn in existence. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: When he was but 3 years old his parents immigrated from the east. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Dragonborns in Bidreked's homeland. Bidreked decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Insane, Addict. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 2000 cp.

Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Half-Elf, and stands approximately 5'4". He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt, and his gloved hand is found clutching a longbow. He has shaved his head bald. His blue eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: Peren was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Adventurer, Job, Family. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 270 gp.