Description: She is a small woman, but exceptionally fit. She wears a white collared shirt and red skirt. She accessorizes with a green scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across her shirt. Her brown hair has been sun bleached extensively. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: While she is on the job, she is grim and serious. She understands how dangerous the world is and the need to stay safe. She passes on several rewards to people in need. She makes a point to leave places better than she found them.

History: She was born several months after her father was called into army service. In her youth she was part of a gang. She got caught, but did not rat out her comrades and served her time in prison. She would ruin relationships and cause injury. She was reprimanded several times before being given her current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: She will attempt to ambush and attack anyone she thinks she can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, she will try to sell them to her slave-trader contact; and she has comitted a past crime that haunts her to this day

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Criminal record, Military. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: Golden pearl (140 gp).

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His blonde hair is long and unkept. His eyes are hazel.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with singing. He constantly tries to fill his life with singing. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: He was born in a small mountains village. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Half-Elves in Richard's homeland. Richard decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Richard fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and money/treasure

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 30 gp. 1 Average lock.

Description: She wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with yellow lining and desert motifs. She carries with her a set of nunchakus on her belt, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. She keeps her long red hair kept up in a rat tail. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends she is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy herself. Her actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as she answers to a power that mortal women fail to acknowledge.

History: Elama was born in the west. At a young age she loved to build and create. Her father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but she insists her father was legitimate. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Elama fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs

Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Persistence. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 30 gp. Blue quartz (7 gp).

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He wears just a tan suit. He is an epitome of beauty. His brown hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a top hat. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: Born in the north to a Baker, Fivin learned a great deal about his mother's area of expertise. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Fivin took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up sai and armor he uses now. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and expand his business

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Lazy. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Nature. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 100 sp. Jet (150 gp).