Description: Standing 5'2", this woman wears a tan vest with golden trim over her white shirt. Her black leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and her tan boots flare out at the collars. She has dyed her greying golden hair a little too much giving a sharp golden color. This green eyed northerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Here is a woman who knows she is the smartest in the room. She talks down to others constantly. She has all her life been fascinated with painting.

History: A child with a great deal of painting talent her parents made sure she got the chance to thrive. A freak accident while working with her Healer mother left her crippled. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and she has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Impeccable, Artistic, Athletic. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Banded mail. 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: He has a missing right arm. He is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. He keeps his long black hair kept up in a rat tail. His eyes are hazel and catlike.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Ivellios is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: A powerful slaver made him what he is. Ivellios abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with wide-brimmed hat. He keeps his long chestnut hair kept up in a rat tail. His silver eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when orcs swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. In his 13th year, his parents were killed by a orcs raid, leaving Amnon alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to orcs demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by orcs, and he desires to right it; and revenge

Ideals: Athletic, Disciplined. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 800 sp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He wears bulky white painted plate armor. He carries with him a set of longbows on his belt, each one with a emerald on the hilt. He has dyed his greying white hair a little too much giving a sharp white color. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing painting.

History: Karash was raised in a hard working conservative environment. A freak accident while working with his Marshal mother left him crippled. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Laborer.

Motivation: To be a Marshal again; and balancing his hectic life and new laborer responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist, Artistic. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 5000 cp. 1 Alchemist’s fire.

Description: He wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty green coat over it. He has styled his chestnut hair well, parting it to the left. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gold.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Dwarven artifacts is his passion.

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 1300 sp.