Description: This southern woman wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally she sports a black coat. Her clothes are grease stained in places. Her crest is rusty and very short. Her red eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: She's a bit of a prankster. She knows she is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. On top of that she is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to her employer will always come first she doesn't like to hit women.

History: The child of southern immigrants she idolized her mother. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to her current location. She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature greataxe.

Motivation: She desires power and/or immortality; and to settle down with her crush

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 130 gp. 1 Darkwood Shield.

Description: An older woman who wears just a brown suit, she is not a threatening figure. Her hair is always cut to a buzz. She has several tiny jet earrings on each ear.

Personality: She is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. She misses her home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: Raised by wardens she was only a novice when giants swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. She inherited a moderately successful company from her mother. Under her leadership it has flourished, and using capital from her venture she effectively owns an entire region. She left for the south, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: Someone believes her a fraud; and she wants revenge against giants

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He stands about 5'8" and wears a tattered pair of loose grey pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. With a patchy blonde beard and wild blonde hair. He is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He was granted necromantic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: To clean up the streets; and to protect his home

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Guardian. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 300 sp. 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, he 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. His fur is cut close to his head. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines blue.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: When he was but 4 years old his parents immigrated from the west. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Masseuse.

Motivation: Expand his business; and balancing his hectic life and new masseuse responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 70 gp.

Description: His skin is bronze and flawless. He usually wears his grey robe and has his quarterstaff always slung over his shoulder. He is an epitome of beauty. His silver hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Thradal is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He is an amazing painter.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He was granted druidic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Extrovert, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 60 pp.