Description: This woman is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of her veins is visible when she is not flexing. Her shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for her due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. Her silver crest is still thick. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines red.

Personality: She speaks before she thinks and is too direct. She is a bit of a macho woman and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: Kadana was born in the north. At a young age she loved to build and create. Over the years she perfected her riding and shooting skills. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Kadana fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 70 gp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'9" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He has the majority of his body covered in plate. He has a long chestnut beard with little hanging trinkets. His brown eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. While he appears to be a normal Human, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Mundane, Insane. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 100 sp.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears tattered old clothes. He has black hair. He is baby faced.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

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 hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Insomniac. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears a yellow shirt, with a green mid length shorts with green tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. He has no hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He has all his life been fascinated with painting.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He has had some formal painting training, and achieved minor success. After a long history of fighting, Halimath and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and retire the richest man in the south

Ideals: Opinionated, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Antagonistic. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: This eastern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He wears a feathered hat to cover his moderate length white fur. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines green.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: When he was but 3 years old his parents immigrated from the east. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Tabaxis in Cloud's homeland. Cloud decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Dwarven artifacts is his passion; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Disciplined, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 1000 sp. Azurite (7 gp). Citrine (30 gp). Brown-green garnet (140 gp).