Description: A pudgy woman standing about 5'5" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. Her dark red hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. She wears an eyepatch.

Personality: The woman has a huge range of feeling. She will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how she will be a better person from this day on. She takes great pride in her work and is very well organized. Her planner is full of calendar events.

History: She was born several months after her father was called into army service. She was one of the best in her class, and was picked up by her current employer. She quickly showed her capability and was soon promoted to a head role. She ran away from her former home and has been making her living as a Sculptor for the past few years.

Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg; and expand her business

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Emotional. Bonds: Job, Military. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: An older man who wears a black vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His tan leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his black boots flare out at the collars, he is not a threatening figure. His rusty crest is still thick. He has several tiny topaz earrings on each ear.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Zedaar was born in the west. At a young age he loved to build and create. A gifted student he started as a Actor, but he got bored and became a Merchant. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Merchant.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle.

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 3 Acid flasks.

Description: This man wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His white hair is smooth and relatively long. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Half-Orc in existence. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of brigands may trigger it at times.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He took after his mother in leading caravans. Because they were valued, his mother taught him to defend himself. When his mother died while fighting brigands, the young Horhog began to lead the lost caravan. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Justice, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 700 sp.

Description: An older man who wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition, he is not a threatening figure. His fur is red, silky, and of moderate length. His green eyes peer out from beneath his top brown hat.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: Gale was born the youngest of three triplets. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 200 sp.

Description: She wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with Stetson hat, and carries crossbows. She wears a Stetson hat to cover her moderate length golden hair. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: A grumpy gal she will invite people to lunch so she can critique them. Yet she still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. She has all her life been fascinated with dancing.

History: A child with a great deal of dancing talent her parents made sure she got the chance to thrive. While she appears to be a normal Half-Elf, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. After a long history of fighting, Isabella and her spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist, Artistic. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: Just what you see.