Description: This woman is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of her veins is visible when she is not flexing. Her shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for her due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. She wears her auburn hair up in a very large beehive style do. She is baby faced.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation she is generally quite perceptive. She notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. She is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Trained by her father for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. She was a friend to animals and a trickster. In her defense of animals however she would do severe harm to people. She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature ceremonial dagger.

Motivation: She desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Military, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 1200 sp.

Description: An older woman who is generally shirtless and showing off her tattooed chest, she is not a threatening figure. Her blonde hair is smooth and relatively long. Her eyes are brown.

Personality: She is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, she's a very lovable idiot. She uses her nature as a weapon; she likes to lead opponents to think her in distress.

History: Nora was born into a poor family. Growing up, she dreamt of becoming a Warlock, to bring honor to her family’s name. When she came of age, she applied for a position with her town's local guard, looking to work her way up via merit and eventually become a Warlock in service of a powerful lord somewhere. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Priest hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Human artifacts is her passion; and she feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Optimist, Impeccable. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 30 gp.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty yellow coat over it. He has wavy golden hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. 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. Theren fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Disciplined, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: Coral (120 gp). Sard (20 gp). Red-brown spinel (120 gp). 1 Holy water.

Description: This fat eastern man has a bulbous nose and wears a worn and beaten armor. His skin is also unnaturally pale. His red hair is thinning but still full. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. A gifted student he started as a Priest, but he got bored and became a Body Guard. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Bilbron fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Ideals: Joker, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Job. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 300 sp.