Description: This woman is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. She is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. Her gold crest is thinning but still full. She was beautiful and young once, which still shows through her age, but it is a faded beauty.

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. She does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: She was raised in a forest tribe. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Savaran took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up pickaxe and armor she uses now. She left for the north, certain she would find work there.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Extrovert. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 20 pp.

Description: This tall, slender woman wears baggy white pantaloons and a grey scarf. Her hair is cut close to her head. She wears a mask on her face.

Personality: She is filled with cunning. She likes to feign weakness letting people think she is weak. She does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: The child of northern immigrants she idolized her mother. Through the years after Fistula was born, her mother became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Fistula's mother didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it; and she is greedy

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Secretive, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 60 gp.

Description: She is of a modest build and height, but she carries herself more imposing than she is. She is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by her earthly robes.. Her golden hair is wavy and long. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She is a very philanthropic person; she spends her free time working at various soup kitchens. She does not believe in violence as a means to an end. She is a dedicated Shepherd but believes her peers are too gung-ho.

History: From birth she was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. She couldn't stand her childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with her mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. She used her abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Pacifist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: Standing 3'3", this man wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. He has styled his white hair well, parting it to the left. He has hazel eyes and a white hat with a grey feather.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with poetry. He constantly tries to fill his life with poetry. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: He was born at the edge of vast island. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 island due to the painful memories there. Oren took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up mace and armor he uses now. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 60 gp. 1 Holy water.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he wears a fancy blue suit. He wears his chestnut hair up in a very large beehive style do. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insomniac, Addict, Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 140 gp.