Description: A hulking woman with gigantic muscles, she wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. She has a long golden ponytail with little hanging trinkets. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: She is cool and collected. She likes to make quips and puns whenever she does anything. She also makes a point to compliment her superiors and flatter them. Her job bores her to no end. She has decided to make it more interesting.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. She found a children's book about a Elf Monk who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. She modeled her life after the story, seeing herself destined a hero. She spent several years traveling with her friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: Meet up once more with her childhood friend.

Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 210 gp.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He is dressed in earthy colors with a yellow and tan handkerchief worn on his left side. His brown hair is lengthy. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady hazel eyes.

Personality: Drogo is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. He bought a mace and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Addict. Bonds: Nature, Rich. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 140 gp.

Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he wears a brown feathered hat and brown clothes. His hair is cut close to his head. His eyes are likewise amber.

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. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

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. His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The mother sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his mother's willingness to do anything to win. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Enemies, Military, Criminal record. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 100 sp.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He is typically in his Bricklayer uniform. His dark red hair is smooth and relatively long. This red eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He works hard and plays hard.

History: Habor was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. He worked as a nervous Bricklayer and found it very stressful. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 14 years.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Persistence, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 90 gp.

Description: 6'8" and muscular, this eastern man wears a black vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His brown leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his black boots flare out at the collars. He has wavy copper crest. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is a Marshal first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Donaar was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. A gifted student he started as a Fortune-teller, but he got bored and became a Marshal. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Marshal.

Motivation: To be a Fortune-teller again; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Job, Mentor. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 4 Smokesticks. 4 Holy water.