Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He prefers to wear green clothing when he does not wear armor. His silver hair is long and unkept. His eyes are likewise silver. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Abad is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Abad was born the youngest of three triplets. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Interpreter. Some 2 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Abad never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Family, In love, Has a crush. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 1400 sp.

Description: She is a small woman, but exceptionally fit. She wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. She conceals her kukri with her veritable burlap sack of a shirt. She has shaved her head bald. Her brown eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, she has a hard time making friends. She is obsessed with her god.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her father always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. She went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature kukri.

Motivation: Her religion dominates her actions; and to reunite with her old friends

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: Obsidian (7 gp).

Description: She wears a fine chain shirt which she covers with black colored cloaks and clothing. She carries with her a set of maces, each one with a emerald on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. Her scarlet crest is matted, messy, and big. Her eyes are gold and beady.

Personality: She dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the south. She receives visions of the future at random moments

History: The child of southern immigrants she idolized her mother. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to her current location. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Mijira fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she's looking for her big break

Ideals: Fighting, Pacifist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 1 Healer’s kit.

Description: He wears dark leathers with embroidery, and carries shortbows. He has styled his blonde hair well, parting it to the left. This amber eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in his opinion.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. A gifted student he started as a Mason, but he got bored and became a Server. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Server for hire.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Mentor, Job. Occupation: Server

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 50 gp.

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 a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his shortbow with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His hair, while still mostly black, has prominent grey streaks. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his silver eyes.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: He was born at the edge of vast desert. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Iados took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up shortbow and armor he uses now. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To end his boredom.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 110 gp.