Description: This slender woman stands about 5'5". She wears a tattered pair of loose brown pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. Her wide-brimmed hat is riddled with cuts and holes. Her face is scarred and worn.

Personality: She is irascible and easily irritated. She can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: Aura was born into a poor family. Growing up, she dreamt of becoming a Commoner, 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 Commoner in service of a powerful lord somewhere. From there she went from mercenary job to mercenary job. Lacking all sense, she decided to go on an adventure. She picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: To reunite with her old friends; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

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

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 20 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (300 gp).

Description: She wears a tan tunic with black highlights, and long white pants that bunch up around her shoes. She has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. She sports golden long hair. Her half smiles and amber eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: She will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken her opponents. Despite her formidable combat skills she remains a coward. She is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Tippletoe was raised in a hard working conservative environment. In her formative years she discovered how persuasive she was. She began using that to her advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. She became a Mayor soon after.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Fighting, Logical, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He wears a red Stetson hat and red clothes. He carries a battered longbow and tarnished falchion as well. He has wavy auburn hair. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. He became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and he feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Military, Criminal record. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 400 sp.

Description: He sports blue clothing, slightly heavier than average wear, and he perpetually has his glaive ready. His blonde hair is matted, messy, and big. His eyes are gray and beady.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: He was born at the edge of vast mountains. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Theriatis took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up glaive and armor he uses now. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Theriatis fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 60 gp.