Description: She is an average looking southern female in her early mid-life. She dresses well, wearing black shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. Her rusty crest is slicked back into a classic pompadour. She has a dull look in her gold eyes.

Personality: She is filled with cunning. She likes to feign weakness letting people think she is weak. She has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Born in the south to a Assassin, Driindar learned a great deal about her mother's area of expertise. She was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. She never won. She struck the Assassin job and began her own company from there.

Motivation: She is wracked by social anxiety.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Secretive, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. With a patchy white beard and wild white hair. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Navigator but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Scrag was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Warlock, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Warlock in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Pacifist. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 90 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep tan leather and dull black iron scale mail. His blonde hair and beard is wavy and long. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He uses divination through singing.

History: Arumawann was born in the north. At a young age he loved to build and create. His childhood dream was to be a Guard, but he was a colossal failure. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Knight responsibilities is difficult.

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist, Gifted, Persistence. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 2000 cp.

Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized black coat. His scarlet crest is singed and shortened. His gold eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He passes on several rewards to people in need. He makes a point to leave places better than he found them.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. He has worked as a Crown-heir like his father before him.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and balancing his hectic life and new crown-heir responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 90 gp. Blue quartz (16 gp).

Description: She wears a yellow vest with golden trim over her white shirt. Her green leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and her yellow boots flare out at the collars. She has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to her abundance of muscles. Her brown hair is lengthy. Her hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk she knows how to make people feel guilty. Flattery will make her almost putty in your hands.

History: She was born at the edge of vast forest. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Mella took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up sai and armor she uses now. 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 wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and she has money and likes to spend it

Flaws: Depressed, Selfish, Greedy. Bonds: Nature, Rich. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 600 sp. 1 Darkwood Buckler.