Description: She is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. She wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. She conceals her lance with her veritable burlap sack of a shirt. Beneath her clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. Her hair is short and white. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: She fancies herself a trickster and likes to rely on her wits to carry the day. She cares for her older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. She is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: Heir to a fortune, her parents put a great deal of effort into curing her disease. Her first spouse was a Herbalist, they had one son, but her spouse won total custody. Without her spouse to temper her she grew out of control. She now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Her relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and marry her sister to traveling adventurers

Flaws: Lazy, Disease. Bonds: Slave, Family, Rich. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: Hematite (16 gp). Red spinel (110 gp). 4 Tanglefoot bags.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he prefers to wear flannel. His crest is cut close to his head. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as he rather likes the sound of his voice. His demeanor is somewhat feminine. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found; and he is greedy

Ideals: Optimist, Professionalism. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Family. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: An older man who wears skinny pants and wears a green and black robe with the hood down, he is not a threatening figure. His rusty crest is heavily combed to the right. His fierce gold eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way east. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Body Guard they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Fletcher, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: Expand his business; and doesn't want to be a fletcher and was forced into it by his family

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Family, Job. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 9000 cp.

Description: A stocky darker skinned man, he wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his greataxe with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His black hair is long and unkept. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: Born to a Layabout, his father struggled to pay the bills. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Gimble took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up greataxe and armor he uses now. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of specialists.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 240 gp.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears silk and lounges about seductively. His chestnut hair has been sun bleached extensively. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are amber.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. Burgell liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. During his travels, Burgell and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Burgell discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Burgell fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Professionalism. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 300 gp. 4 Thunderstones. 1 Everburning torch. 2 Antitoxin.