Description: This woman dresses in white turtlenecks beneath a brown coat with green slacks. She is muscular with a powerful set of arms. Her moppish silver hair is in a traditional bowl cut. Her eyes are likewise violet. Her teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. She works hard and plays hard.

History: Trained by her mother for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. Fistula was born on a far western desert where she grew up under the tutelage of her mother, an expert Body Guard. She left for the west, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and she has a rivalry with the church that dominates her actions

Flaws: Cynical, Hedonist. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A thin woman, she clearly needs to put on some weight, but she still has a lot of muscle. She is dressed in a clean violet cloak covering her clean studded leather. With wild auburn hair. Her eyes are brown and beady.

Personality: She likes to fabricate stories about her past exploits and how crazy she is, but in actuality she is rather bland. She does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: She was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. She went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and she is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Insomniac. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 160 gp. A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (130 gp).

Description: He is a husky man, who wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His hair is black and very short. His half smiles and gold eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Paymon will drive conversation. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Extrovert, Justice. Flaws: Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 30 gp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing black cape and mantle trimmed with soft green waves gently in the breeze, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'7" when asserting himself. He has chestnut hair. His skin is flawless and his amber eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 48. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Ruler business.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and money/treasure

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Military. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Light steel shield.

Description: This woman wears yellow robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a longsword, but if one is not available she will default to her scythe. She is muscular with a powerful set of arms. Her chestnut hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: She is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks her mind. When she's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, she's doing music.

History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. From her teen years she was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on her. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.

Motivation: She uses money and sex appeal to get what she needs; and a deep hatred of dire rats

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Attractive. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 5000 cp. A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (130 gp).