Description: He wears a robe, a symbol of the sun god around his neck, and a lance on his belt. He has done his best to style his black hair to look like a famous performer. His eyes are hazel.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Heward was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. When Heward reached his early adolescence his Human father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. 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. Heward 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; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Poor, Military. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 1 Banded mail.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears bulky black painted plate armor. His hair, while still mostly black, has prominent grey streaks. His green eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson black hat.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: Born to a Shepherd, his mother struggled to pay the bills. In his 16th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He has never given up on his singing dream.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and he wants revenge against giants

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Mundane, Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 9000 cp.

Description: She appears as an extremely gaunt Tabaxi, and stands approximately 5'9". She wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath her coat, and her gloved hand is found clutching a sai. Her lavender fur is singed and shortened. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady yellow eyes.

Personality: She does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. 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: Beast hails from a village terrorized by giants. Her childhood dream was to be a Barrister, but she was a colossal failure. She has achieved small success as a Locksmith.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Locksmith and was forced into it by her family.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Enemies, Job. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 90 pp.

Description: She is a paragon of her species. She is larger and stronger than most Half-Elves. Her skin is light but she possesses many black ritualistic tattoos. She is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright violet and black, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. Her hair is always cut to a buzz. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: She likes to brag about her accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. Her brief stint in the army gave her the idea she was invincible and that she is the toughest woman alive.

History: A studious child she never was much for a social life, not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out. She always admired arcane-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to goblins demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: She loathes her own lifestyle; and she feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Passionate, Gifted. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Military, Enemies. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: She is a mite stocky and prefers to wear brown pants and tee shirts. Her red fur is braided into rings. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

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 disdains her fellow northerners, claiming they make her look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. 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. She was forced to fight in gladiatorial arenas alongside her partner. They became the best of friends and one day they managed to break out together and then went their separate ways.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Slave. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 8000 cp.