Description: A woman with a friendly, welcoming air about her, she prefers to wear flannel. Her rusty crest is slicked back into a classic pompadour. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: She never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. She constantly seizes attention wherever she goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. She likes to think of herself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: She was born in a small desert village. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. She would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Savaran took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up mace and armor she uses now. She spent several years traveling with her friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: To prove her worth to the world; and she doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes

Ideals: Optimist, Impeccable. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 8000 cp. 1 Tanglefoot bags.

Description: He wears just a red suit, and he perpetually has his kukri ready. With bright golden hair and a scraggly beard. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Halfling in existence. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Radomir was born with his father's beautiful face. He always admired martial-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Radomir fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

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, Justice, Joker, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 160 gp. Obsidian (16 gp). 1 Smokesticks.

Description: She is of a modest build and height, but she carries herself more imposing than she is. She wears an entirely violet suit with tan socks and a vest with buckled shoes. Her hair is cut close to her head. Her fair skin shows little sign of her aristocratic breeding.

Personality: Quiet and reserved she prefers to listen than to talk. She will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. She is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: She was raised by priests from a young age. She was an adventurer many years ago and she formed a blood bond with her Dragonborn companion (her 'brother'). She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature sai.

Motivation: She desires power and/or immortality; and meet up once more with her childhood friend

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 18000 cp.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He sports white clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He has done his best to style his chestnut hair to look like a famous performer. His gray eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: Tûmûg 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. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of brigands may trigger it at times.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Tûmûg grew up listening to his mother's many stories. Tûmûg abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: Many brigands want him driven away; and to unite with his brother

Ideals: Extrovert, Philantrophist. Bonds: Enemies, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 110 gp. Red-brown spinel (80 gp). 1 Chain shirt.

Description: He is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Bookbinder. He has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to his abundance of muscles. His black hair and beard is wavy and long. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He constantly seizes attention wherever he goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. He likes to think of himself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Job, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: Jade (60 gp).