Description: This fat western woman has a bulbous nose and wears a robe, a symbol of magic around her neck, and a mace on her belt. Her skin is also unnaturally pale. She keeps her long golden hair kept up in a rat tail. Her face is scarred and worn.

Personality: She acts crazy and hedonistic. She has a cruel streak; something she gained from her previous mentor. She harbors resentment against her former mentor.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her father always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Volen 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 repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist, Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This southern man is abnormally tall. He wears suspenders and brown workpants. His shirt is yellow, and he wears a heavy brown leather apron most of the time. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His white hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His brown eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He believes the world needs to unite to get rid of illithids once and for all.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. He has had some formal music training, and achieved minor success. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is content; and to end his boredom

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Shy, Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 80 gp.

Description: She has the majority of her body covered in plate. She has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. Her tied-back hair is silver. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: While she acts the brute, she is far gentler than she would appear. She is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories she has discovered

History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her father and mother. Her father taught her the rudiments of the Doctor arts, while her mother instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Her father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted her to inherit them. She is untrained/undisciplined, which makes her dangerous.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and money/treasure

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 100 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: She is wearing a tight red one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape, and carries scimitars. Her blonde hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. Her fair skin shows little sign of her aristocratic breeding.

Personality: She goes out her way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one she won't accept into her heart. She loves being with her children and actually smiles when they are around. She would do anything for them. She dislikes her ex a great deal.

History: She was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. Her first spouse was a Unemployed, they had one son, but her spouse won total custody. Without her spouse to temper her she grew out of control. Since then, she has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Marry her brother to traveling adventurers.

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His chestnut hair is thinning but still full. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He is an amazing painter.

History: He was born at the edge of vast plains. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Fibblestib took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up warhammer and armor he uses now. He was granted psionic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 300 gp.