Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He has the majority of his body covered in plate. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His crest is short and gold. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Marshal arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and money/treasure

Ideals: Philantrophist, Justice. Bonds: Slave, Rich. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: A well shaped woman just over fifty, she wears a violet armored body suit, with a simple brown line shooting up and back down. She has white hair. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: She is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before her hampering stammer kicks in. She has a habit of throwing herself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Her history is one of pain. She was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves her parents kept. She was an apprentice working in her mother's forge. She has worked as a Stylist like her mother before her.

Motivation: To prove her worth to the world; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Shy, Impulsive. Bonds: Slave, Job. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 300 sp.

Description: This fat southern woman has a bulbous nose and wears a grey collared shirt and white skirt. She accessorizes with a blue scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across her shirt. Her skin is also unnaturally pale. She wears her auburn hair down. Her violet eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. She lacks moral complications. She does what she is told to by employers but not much else. She spends her money on whatever she fancies at the time.

History: She was born in the south. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon 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. Ovina took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up trident and armor she uses now. She inherited the family business which she has now maintained for 5 years.

Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg.

Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 1500 sp.

Description: She has a missing left leg. She prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for her hunting needs. Her long bronze crest is drawn into a two foot long braid. Her red eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: She is a sleazy, sleazy gal. She has no qualms about using her powers of suggestion to get people to do what she wants. She cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: A powerful necromancer made her what she is. From her teen years she was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on her. She now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it; and she is greedy

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: A middle-aged woman, she is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing black cape and mantle trimmed with soft grey waves gently in the breeze, and is pretty ugly. Her silver hair is wavy and long. Her hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

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 always in debt, since she spends her money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Her mother was a soldier and died while she was still young. Baggi was left her mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. 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 is greedy; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Impulsive. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 130 gp.