Description: A woman with a warm, jovial air about her, she wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. Her hair is greying and her face has many wrinkles. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are violet.

Personality: She is highly sensitive about her name. She loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. She dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. Her biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: She was born in the south. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Dwarves in Marastyr's homeland. Marastyr decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature dagger.

Motivation: She wants to meet her childhood hero.

Ideals: Logical, Fighting. Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Smokesticks.

Description: A woman with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. She prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. She carries her fan with her everywhere and carries herself as the perfect lady. Her blonde hair is singed and shortened. She has several tiny jet earrings on each ear.

Personality: She resents people who mock her appearance or her, so she has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. She does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. She helped her father out around the business and became quite the natural. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 30 gp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: He is an average looking western male in his early mid-life. He wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. He usually doesn't wear a shirt. His hair is brown and curly. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: Fargrim lived on a farm with his mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. He has had some formal music training, and achieved minor success. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Many dire rats want him driven away; and find a way to reverse the transformation of his sister

Ideals: Joker, Entrepeneur, Artistic. Bonds: Family, Enemies. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She wears bulky grey painted plate armor, and carries shortbows. Her long black hair reaches down to her waist. Her eyes are likewise violet. Her teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: She can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. She is a ruthless business woman, a trait she acquired from her mother.

History: She was born into a rich family. Her divine abilities were realized during a raid on her village. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Retire the richest woman in the east.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 1400 sp.

Description: He is well dressed, constantly wearing a blue suit, red shirt, and tan tie, and he perpetually has his sai ready. His red hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. His job bores him to no end. He has decided to make it more interesting.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Zook was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Zook grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Zook. Recently he has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record, Mentor. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 3 Antitoxin.