Description: This southern woman dresses well, wearing grey shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. Her clothes are grease stained in places. She wears her blonde hair down. Her violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: While she acts the brute, she is far gentler than she would appear. More though she will beg to come along on any journeys. She will attempt to stowaway on any ship she can in the hopes that it will get her further away.

History: She was born in the south, but her parents moved at a very young age to the north. Since her father passed away years ago, her mother had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Immigrant, Slave. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 160 gp. Amethyst (40 gp). 1 Chain shirt.

Description: She wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with feathered hat. Her attire stands in sharp contrast to her morningstar, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a butterfly on it. She wears a feathered hat to cover her moderate length red hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating she would invite many more into her home than her spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. She is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: Raised by wardens she was only a novice when gnolls swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. Her druidic abilities were realized during a raid on her village. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by gnolls. Phelaia was horrified and prayed that her father was alright. However, she heard that her father had died fighting off the gnolls.

Motivation: She wants revenge against gnolls; and her religion dominates her actions

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (900 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (900 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (900 gp).

Description: 3'11" and muscular, this southern man wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. With a patchy silver beard and wild silver hair. His eyes are green and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is intelligent and cunning, but he will too often allow his rage to get the better of him. He will lose his cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When Uraim reached his early adolescence his Dwarf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Impulsive. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 600 sp.

Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She sports grey clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. Her hair is auburn and very short. Her face is full, her cheeks are rosy, and she always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in her violet eyes.

Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. Her brief stint in the army gave her the idea she was invincible and that she is the toughest woman alive.

History: She was born in the south, but her parents moved at a very young age to the north. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Dwarves in the south were limited. Unlike her family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, she wanted to work in the city. She has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Flaws: Mundane, Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Military. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 5000 cp. 1 Darkwood Shield.

Description: This eastern man is abnormally tall. He is wearing a long, brown cloak. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His tied-back hair is red. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He hates Humans with a passion. As such he is filled with self loathing. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He comes from a rich eastern family. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Bowyer. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and expand his business

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Racist, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich, Job. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: Just what you see.