Description: She wears a blue coat over a green low-cut shirt, and a deerstalker hat upon her head. She carries with her a set of warhammers on her belt, each one with a jet on the hilt. Her tied-back hair is auburn. She wears a mask on her face.

Personality: She can speak with the recently deceased. She lacks restraint and is impulsive. She jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: She was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. Her parents enrolled her in a Adept school at a young age so that she could practice her divine talents. She routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To prove her worth to the world; and she is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Impulsive, Insane. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 160 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This woman is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of her veins is visible when she is not flexing. Her shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for her due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. Her rusty crest is greasy and uncared for. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation she is generally quite perceptive. She notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. She has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Trained by her mother for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. She graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. She advanced relatively quickly due to her good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. She hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: She is wracked by social anxiety; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Fearful. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 1000 cp. Red garnet (50 gp).

Description: Her skin is bronze and flawless. She wears bulky brown painted plate armor. She is an epitome of beauty. Her silver hair is well kept. Her fair skin shows little sign of her aristocratic breeding.

Personality: She likes to be helpful to her clients. She likes to prescribe proper advice to her clients. She has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: She was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for her. It may also be what makes her so good at details. She worked as a nervous Crown-heir and found it very stressful. She has gone from town to town till she finds a spot where she can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg; and to be a stylist again

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: She is a husky woman, who wears silk and lounges about seductively. She has wavy red hair. Her eyes are green and she is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk she knows how to make people feel guilty. She can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: A powerful wizard made her what she is. Her father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted her to inherit them. She leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever she goes.

Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it; and she loathes her own lifestyle

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Rich. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his sickle with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His purple hair is singed and shortened. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when drow swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. When Thamuz reached his early adolescence his Tiefling father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by drow. Thamuz was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the drow.

Motivation: Many drow want him driven away.

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 150 gp.