Description: The dark-skinned woman stands 5'5" and wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with violet lining and desert motifs. Her head has been shaved. She wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: She does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. She would wander through that ruined castle 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Avelina took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up morningstar and armor she uses now. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: She would like to get married and retire; and several ex partners dislike her way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Justice, Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 150 gp. Azurite (9 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: Her right side is far more bruised and cut up than her other. She wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized violet coat. Her tied-back hair is golden. Her hazel eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She misses her glory days as an athlete. She does not mind her job, but it is boring in comparison. She is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in her opinion.

History: A child with a great deal of painting talent her parents made sure she got the chance to thrive. She has had some formal painting training, and achieved minor success. She has never given up on her painting dream.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Opinionated, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 700 sp. Violet garnet (800 gp). Onyx (30 gp).

Description: This northern woman's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, she slurs her words together. She wears green robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a falchion, but if one is not available she will default to her longbow. Her brass crest is long and unkept. Her gold eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She has two modes she varies between. On the job she is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job she is a party animal. She is harsh and unforgiving.

History: Her psionic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. Brilliant and gifted she never wanted to apply herself. She struck the Sage job and began her own company from there.

Motivation: Expand her business.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 13000 cp.

Description: He wears professional attire. He carries a battered longsword and tarnished rapier as well. He keeps his long silver hair kept up in a rat tail. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He is harsh and unforgiving.

History: He was raised in a mountains tribe. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Thamior was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Thamior fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

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

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Military. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 200 gp. 4 Smokesticks.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a bastard sword, but if one is not available he will default to his glaive. His black crest is knotted and matted. His ears are large.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. A true patriot, Bharash would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 100 gp.