Description: An imposing woman with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, she wears tan robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a falchion, but if one is not available she will default to her trident. Her moppish black hair is in a traditional bowl cut. Her amber eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Quiet and reserved she prefers to listen than to talk. She will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. She also is a firm believer in the womanly ideal.

History: Irann was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her father was employed at, doing general labor. She moved from fad to fad and when she turned 15 she discovered music. She's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: To prove her worth to the world; and she feels threatened by others

Flaws: Addict, Shy, Impulsive. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 240 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: She is a small woman, but exceptionally fit. She wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. She conceals her pickaxe with her veritable burlap sack of a shirt. She wears her brown hair up in a very large beehive style do. She has a dull look in her green eyes.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic woman, Tervaround's first love is herself. Her second love is also herself. She is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes her no end of embarrassment.

History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. She was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. She has became unsatisfied with her lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: She has passion for adventuring and risk.

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable. Flaws: Forgetful, Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This younger middle-aged man wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle, and a wedding ring on his right hand. His black hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He has a dull look in his brown eyes.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Performer arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: In love, Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 140 gp. 3 Holy water.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears suspenders and violet workpants. His shirt is black, and he wears a heavy violet leather apron most of the time. His auburn hair and beard is wavy and long. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Aramil took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up nunchaku and armor he uses now. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Passionate, Opinionated. Bonds: Nature, Job, Religious. Occupation: Cook

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: She is wearing a long, black cloak. Her hair, while still mostly white, has prominent grey streaks. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines brown.

Personality: She is a very philanthropic person; she spends her free time working at various soup kitchens. She is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in her opinion.

History: She comes from a rich western family. She has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to her frivolously. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: She's attracted to the PC; and money/treasure

Ideals: Philantrophist, Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Has a crush. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 350 gp. 1 Darkwood Buckler.