Description: A pudgy woman standing about 5'4" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She usually wears her brown robe and has her whip always slung over her shoulder. Her black hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. Her face is scarred and worn.

Personality: She tends to agree with only herself unless someone else's opinion sounds like she can profit from it. She tries to control her temper but she can't always stop herself from what she feels what must be done. She pushes her goals aggressively. She is also a coward if confronted.

History: A studious child she never was much for a social life, not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out. In her 12th year, while out on a day-trip, she returned to find her hometown burning and destroyed. She found her mother impaled in their home, and her father beheaded. She saw the woman who walked out, and charged her in a blind rage. The woman easily evaded and defeated her, leaving her to live broken and terrified. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: She is terrified, and will act out of fear.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 80 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 wears a robe, a symbol of death around his neck, and a dagger on his belt. He has styled his green crest well, parting it to the left. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: Quarethon hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his dancing career. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Dragonborns in Quarethon's homeland. Quarethon decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Quarethon 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 meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: He wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He carries with him a set of monstrous two handed axes on his belt, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. His brown hair and beard is wavy and long. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: Kellen was born with his father's beautiful face. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined, Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 90 gp. Jade (80 gp).

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress), marred by beers. He sports a long silver beard, and similarly colored long hair. His gray eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Korfel was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Adept, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Adept in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He found a children's book about a Elf Adept who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and he has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 700 sp.