Description: She wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath her coat. She carries with her a set of swords, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. Her white hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. Her eyes are brown and she is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Kansif speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. She is clearly well-traveled and educated. She is ready at a moment's notice to give into her darker urges. She is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. She often ends up burning people alive in the fires she starts.

History: Kansif lived on a farm with her mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Being born in the south, she completed her medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. She returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. She was a general practitioner in the south for years, until she, through no fault of her own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal she made her way east. She has since lost track of the people in her past.

Motivation: She has comitted a past crime that haunts her to this day; and she doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 50 gp.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears dark leathers with embroidery. His golden hair is still thick. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the north. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: Reynard lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Like his father and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Server. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Server for the past few years.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Family, Job. Occupation: Server

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with black lining and desert motifs. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His brown hair is unkempt and raggedy. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Torz isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Half-Orc unity. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Merchant hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 30 gp. Banded agate (14 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is scrawny and has patchy black fur. He wears a pastel coat over a tan low-cut shirt, and a deerstalker hat upon his head. He has a hunchback. His black fur is lengthy and is close to two feet long. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. The war was a terrible time for him, and Harvest does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

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. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. 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. Harvest fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 160 gp. Brass mug with jade inlays (200 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She wears a robe, a symbol of luck around her neck, and a rapier on her belt. She has wavy brown hair. She is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: She is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, she's a very lovable idiot. She also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: Armara was born with her mother's beautiful face. Armara was born on a far northern mountains where she grew up under the tutelage of her mother, an expert Dilettante. She has recently attracted an admirer that believes she's playing hard to get.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Has a crush. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Good lock.