Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears a tan shirt, with a red mid length shorts with red tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He wears his white hair down. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he uses money and sex appeal to get what he needs

Ideals: Athletic, Passionate. Flaws: Lazy. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 20 pp.

Description: A 5'2" southern woman, she wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. Her red hair is heavily combed to the right. She was beautiful and young once, which still shows through her age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: She is fixated on the number 50. She counts her steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. She seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. Naivara enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for her love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Naivara was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. While she appears to be a normal Elf, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She is untrained/undisciplined, which makes her dangerous.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and obtaining odd cultural dragonborn artifacts is her passion

Flaws: Insane, Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 380 gp. 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: This northern woman's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, she slurs her words together. She prefers to wear flannel. Her black hair is wavy and long. Her violet eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: She speaks before she thinks and is too direct. She receives visions of the future at random moments

History: The child of a Map Maker, who enjoyed hunting, Seraphina was taken on many hunting expeditions. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a ruined castle. She would wander through that ruined castle 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Seraphina took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up scimitar and armor she uses now. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To prove her worth to the world; and she's looking for her big break

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Impulsive. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Server

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: This woman 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. She is muscular with a powerful set of arms. She keeps her long white hair kept up in a rat tail. Her green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: She is cool and collected. She likes to make quips and puns whenever she does anything. She also makes a point to compliment her superiors and flatter them. She has a habit of throwing herself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

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. When Whurdred reached her early adolescence her Dwarf mother 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. Due to her spouse's obsession with being a Slave Trader they were divorced and she won custody of their son. She worked as a Junk Dealer, and she later adopted a second son.

Motivation: Meet up once more with her childhood friend; and she's looking for her big break

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Military, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: A pudgy woman standing about 3'2" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She wears skinny pants and wears a blue and green robe with the hood down. She has wavy golden hair. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She will rave to anyone who will listen. She also is a firm believer in the womanly ideal.

History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her mother and father. Her mother taught her the rudiments of the Bowyer arts, while her father instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Her first spouse was a Stableman, they had one daughter, but her spouse won total custody. Without her spouse to temper her she grew out of control. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: She's in love; and to settle down with her crush

Flaws: Insane, Impulsive. Bonds: Rich, Family, Has a crush. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 30 gp. 3 Acid flasks.