Description: She wears dark leathers with embroidery. Her golden hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a wide-brimmed hat. Her amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, she's a very lovable idiot. She is kind towards other women and children and will generally offer women help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to her.

History: She was born on a small isolated farm. Her martial abilities were realized during a raid on her village. She bought a crossbow and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist, Philantrophist, Gifted, Fighting. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 300 sp.

Description: Her left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise she appears quite healthy. She prefers to wear flannel. Her hair, while still mostly white, has prominent grey streaks. Her fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: In the realm of puns, she cannot help herself. She feels obliged to make them. She loves teas. She is very sensitive about her face. To blow off anger she lifts weights and to control her otherwise explosive temper she works out a lot.

History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her mother and father. Her mother taught her the rudiments of the Butcher arts, while her father instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. While she appears to be a normal Halfling, 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: To reunite with her old friends; and she's looking for her big break

Ideals: Joker, Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 10 pp.

Description: A woman with a cold, calculating air about her, she wears a tight fitting grey shirt and pants. With bright auburn hair. Her eyes are likewise green. Her teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: She trusts no one. She is not readily capable for forgiveness and her ire never leaves her. To her fellows she is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: From birth she was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. She always admired martial-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by brigands. Agatha was horrified and prayed that her father was alright. However, she heard that her father had died fighting off the brigands.

Motivation: Someone believes her a fraud.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Enemies, Mentor. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 70 gp. An elaborate, whalebone scrimshaw carving of intertwined orbs, each showing the legend of creation story (50 gp). 1 Masterwork studded leather.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his warhammer with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His hair is cut close to his head. His gray eyes peer out from beneath his wide-brimmed tan hat.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Himo is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He tends to his Mercenary job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: A deep hatred of giants; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Terse, Ugly. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 280 gp.

Description: With white face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he prefers to wear flannel. He has dyed his greying rusty crest a little too much giving a sharp rusty color. His skin is flawless and his gold eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: Dadalan is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down.

Ideals: Extrovert, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Mentor. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 50 gp.