Description: She is a mite stocky and is dressed in an above average manner. Her moppish chestnut hair is in a traditional bowl cut. Her eyes are violet and she is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: She is curt in most of her responses. She prefers to keep her word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. She is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories she has discovered

History: Trained by her father for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. When Vanchu reached her early adolescence her Half-Orc father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. She routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 330 gp. Star rose quartz (30 gp). Carnelian (30 gp).

Description: Runty and weak-looking, she dresses like a well dressed Bather does. Her white hair is greasy and uncared for. Her blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She is a very philanthropic person; she spends her free time working at various soup kitchens. She takes great joy in being the best Bather in town.

History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. Like her father and her sister before her, after school she went straight into learning to become a Bather. She is untrained/undisciplined, which makes her dangerous.

Motivation: To be a Mercenary again; and she is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Bather

Voice: American accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is wearing a tight brown one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. He carries with him a set of axes, each one with a amber on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His blonde hair and beard is wavy and long. 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. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. 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. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 150 gp. 1 Breastplate.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears a white vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His green leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his white boots flare out at the collars. His long silver hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep violet.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and revenge

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Religious, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 90 gp.

Description: He is wearing a tight blue one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his mace, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a cross on it. He keeps his long chestnut hair kept up in a rat tail. He has several tiny sapphire earrings on each ear.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is content; and money/treasure

Flaws: Terse, Hedonist, Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: Just what you see.