Description: He appears as an extremely gaunt Tiefling, and stands approximately 6'8". He wears a robe, a symbol of the sun god around his neck, and a scimitar on his belt, and his gloved hand is found clutching a scimitar. His feathered hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of his strength. He works very hard to maintain that gentleness. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: When he was but 3 years old his parents immigrated from the south. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Immigrant. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 70 gp.

Description: This younger middle-aged woman wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with green lining and desert motifs, and a wedding ring on her left hand. Her hair, while still mostly red, has prominent grey streaks. She wears a mask on her face.

Personality: She is irascible and easily irritated. She passes on several rewards to people in need. She makes a point to leave places better than she found them.

History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. Through the years after Lerissa was born, her father became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Lerissa's father didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. Some 6 years later her spouse died after the birth of her son. Heartbroken, Lerissa never married again. Instead she focused her life to raising her son whom she trained as her father had trained her before.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and she's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: In love, Poor. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: She wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with brown lining and desert motifs. She carries with her a set of hammers on her belt, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. She has silver hair. Her hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: She is fixated on the number 58. She counts her steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. She seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. Her actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as she answers to a power that mortal women fail to acknowledge.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. As a young child she wandered into the woods despite her father's warnings against it. Afterwards she claimed she had encountered dire rats who tried to eat her hand. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by dire rats. Anbera was horrified and prayed that her mother was alright. However, she heard that her mother had died fighting off the dire rats.

Motivation: Someone believes her a fraud; and her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by dire rats, and she desires to right it

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 20 gp.

Description: She is a pot bellied southern woman with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. She wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). Her silver hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. Her fierce blue eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. When triggered she is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her father and mother. Her father taught her the rudiments of the Crown-heir arts, while her mother instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. She has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to her frivolously. She now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: To end her boredom.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Mundane, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: This western woman wears professional attire. Her clothes are grease stained in places. Her blonde hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. Her violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. She is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in her opinion.

History: When she was but 5 years old her parents immigrated from the west. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Adventurer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: She will attempt to ambush and attack anyone she thinks she can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, she will try to sell them to her slave-trader contact; and she feels that her past leaves her morally obligated to help

Ideals: Gifted, Opinionated. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 160 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.