Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears an entirely tan suit with red socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His red hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His blue eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon 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. Orryn took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up club and armor he uses now. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Ugly, Secretive, Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He wears just a blue suit. He carries with him a set of spears, each one with a amber on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His auburn hair is unkempt and raggedy. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His parents enrolled him in a Bard school at a young age so that he could practice his martial talents. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 5000 cp. Jet (120 gp).

Description: She is wearing a long, tan cloak. She carries with her a set of quarterstaffs on her belt, each one with a jet on the hilt. Her head has been shaved. She has several tiny jet earrings on each ear.

Personality: She believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. She cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist she will grow angry at them.

History: She was born on a small isolated farm. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Adrie took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up quarterstaff and armor she uses now. She routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and money/treasure

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 2800 sp.

Description: A pudgy woman standing about 4'3" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. Her golden hair is lengthy. Her eyes are brown and catlike.

Personality: She misses her glory days as an athlete. She does not mind her job, but it is boring in comparison. She invites people to come help in her community garden.

History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. Her mother was very strict, and drilled into her lessons on being the perfect lady. She has recently attracted an admirer that believes she's playing hard to get.

Motivation: She is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and she has a crush on the local barber

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist, Impeccable. Bonds: Poor, Has a crush, Criminal record. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 150 pp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. She wears a grey vest with golden trim over her white shirt. Her white leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and her grey boots flare out at the collars. Sporting a chestnut mohawk this woman's hair draws a lot of attention. Her gray eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She is filled with cunning. She likes to feign weakness letting people think she is weak. She claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day she will do what she thinks is right.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. When Vistra reached her early adolescence her Dwarf 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Justice, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 250 gp.