Description: She is a small woman, but exceptionally fit. She dresses in black turtlenecks beneath a brown coat with grey slacks. Her silver crest is knotted and matted. She has a dull look in her gold eyes.

Personality: She is highly sensitive about her name. She loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. A fanatic, her devotion to her small selection of gods is unquestionable. She claims to be doing their will and will base all her actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Born in the east her family was never financially stable. Furrele abandoned her home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. She survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. She did whatever it took for her to survive. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: She is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs; and she desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Religious, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 14000 cp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what she was had she not made sure her armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit she wears many layers of old clothing at all times. Her hair is always cut to a buzz. Her green eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: She is intelligent and cunning, but she will too often allow her rage to get the better of her. She will lose her cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. Further she is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: The child of eastern immigrants she idolized her mother. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to her current location. She got away from her former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and her relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Addict. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 15000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears suspenders and white workpants. His shirt is grey, and he wears a heavy white leather apron most of the time. He wears his white hair up in a very large beehive style do. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: This man loves painting and to teach people painting more than just about anything. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. His father was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. After a long history of fighting, Dondon and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Artistic, Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic, Depressed. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 130 gp.

Description: This man is very fat, and wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. He has moderate length silver hair. His eyes are blue and beady.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: He was born in a small forest village. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He bought a nunchaku and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty red coat over it. His top hat is riddled with cuts and holes. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: He was born in a small island village. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He bought a hand crossbow and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Insomniac. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 200 sp. 1 Banded mail.