Description: A woman with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. She wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. She keeps her blonde hair in a flapper bob. She has several tiny amber earrings on each ear.

Personality: She is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before her hampering stammer kicks in. She is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. From there she went from mercenary job to mercenary job. She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature rapier.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 20 gp. Moss agate (16 gp).

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears green trousers with brown and yellow striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. He has moderate length dark red hair. His red eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Mercenary business.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Andram took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up bow and armor he uses now. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions.

Ideals: Athletic, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Nature. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 6000 cp.

Description: He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 6'4" when asserting himself. He keeps his red crest in a pixie cut. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: Calm and collected, he is a well trained Stylist. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: Dadalan was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Stylist hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He has never given up on his painting dream.

Motivation: To unite with his sister; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Persistence, Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Job, Family. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 6000 cp.

Description: 2'11" and muscular, this northern man is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His moppish white hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His half smiles and blue eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of brigands once and for all.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. While he appears to be a normal Halfling, 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 taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to brigands demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by brigands, and he desires to right it; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 80 gp. Freshwater pearl (15 gp).

Description: He prefers to wear flannel. He is physically well-built. He wears his auburn hair up. His eyes are amber and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Rolf grew up listening to his father's many stories. His parents enrolled him in a Paladin school at a young age so that he could practice his martial talents. 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: He's in love; and he would like to get married and retire

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 20 gp.