Description: She prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for her hunting needs. She has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to her abundance of muscles. She wears a colorful flower in her golden hair. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep hazel.

Personality: She considers herself the protector of her home. She feels this is her duty and calling. She is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: She was born in the west, but her parents moved at a very young age to the south. She dropped out of school before completing her studies. She eventually got the idea of being the protector of her homeland from reading books, and has made it her duty.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Guardian, Immigrant. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 200 sp.

Description: She likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. She has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. She has moderate length blonde hair. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: She acts crazy and hedonistic. She has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: Heather was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Like her mother and her sister before her, after school she went straight into learning to become a Beggar. Recently the stress of being a Beggar has made it difficult for her to sleep.

Motivation: She doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Justice, Impeccable. Flaws: Hedonist, Insomniac. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She is a husky woman, who wears suspenders and black workpants. Her shirt is white, and she wears a heavy black leather apron most of the time. She has dyed her greying auburn hair a little too much giving a sharp auburn color. Her green eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, she has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. She lacks restraint and is impulsive. She jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Her father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted her to inherit them. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Puyet fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She loathes her own lifestyle; and she feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Disciplined, Fighting. Flaws: Impulsive, Depressed. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 100 gp. Amethyst (50 gp). Iolite (80 gp).

Description: He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He is portly but not overly obese. His crest is red and very short. His red eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Armorer. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing poetry.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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. Tarhun took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up club and armor he uses now. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and doesn't want to be a armorer and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Artistic, Persistence. Bonds: Job, Nature, Family. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 1900 sp.