Description: She is a woman of bearing and well nourished. She wears well tailored gowns and hats with beautiful decoration. She is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. Her hair is chestnut and curly. Her eyes are green.

Personality: She dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the west. She is skeptical of what others tell her and is slow to trust.

History: She was born several months after her father was called into army service. Her first spouse was a Animal Trainer, they had one son, but her spouse won total custody. Without her spouse to temper her she grew out of control. She has since lost track of the people in her past.

Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to reunite with her absent father

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Military, Family. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 500 sp. Aquamarine (200 gp).

Description: This woman is wearing a tight blue one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. She has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized emerald on her right hand. Her hair is chestnut and very short. She is baby faced.

Personality: She is not truly malevolent, but she is obsessed with poetry. She constantly tries to fill her life with poetry. She can't help but pocket interesting objects she comes across

History: Her psionic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. She couldn't stand her childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with her mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. After months of barely getting by, Syllin managed to ambush a major caravan with a load of valuables. Instantly wealthy, she made her way to the capital under a new identity.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and she has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, Mentor. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 170 gp. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His green crest, when down, is lengthy. His red eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. 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. Sethrekar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Insomniac, PTSD. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She is a mite stocky and wears many layers of old clothing at all times. She has shaved her head bald. She has amber eyes and a brown hat with a tan feather.

Personality: She hates Dwarves with a passion. As such she is filled with self loathing. Around other people she will do her best to conceal her emotions and appear jolly.

History: Kristryd was born the youngest of three triplets. Her father disappeared, and while she tried to raise money to find her father, she was betrayed dozens of times. She now spends her time doing works of charity.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Half-Orc people; and her relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Racist, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Family. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: Just what you see.