Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears a robe, a symbol of death around his neck, and a mace on his belt. Sporting a blonde mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His amber unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Frouse is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. A freak accident while working with his Apothecary father left him crippled. During his travels, Frouse and his party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Frouse discovered the rest of his party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Frouse fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing his own horrible transformation.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Dwarven artifacts is his passion; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Disease, Depressed. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 180 gp. Alexandrite (200 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (10 gp). Hematite (10 gp). 1 Silver holy symbol.

Description: This late middle aged man wears brown robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a warhammer, but if one is not available he will default to his quarterstaff and is in decent physical shape. His yellow fur is thinning but still full. His copper eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: A child with a great deal of dancing talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Logical, Artistic. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 2000 cp.

Description: This woman is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of her veins is visible when she is not flexing. Her shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for her due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. She wears her white crest up. Her ears are large.

Personality: She is business-like. She takes instructions and follows them to the letter. As long as the job gets done she does not care how it got done.

History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. 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. 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. Saphara fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to unite with her brother

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She has a missing left leg. She is well dressed, constantly wearing a white suit, pastel shirt, and grey tie. Her black hair is knotted and matted. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: She runs her personal life as if detached from it. She organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits she will get from it. She is a bit of a macho woman and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: Her divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. Over the years she perfected her riding and shooting skills. She was granted divine powers by her dying brother.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and a rival would like her out of the picture

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 1000 cp.

Description: She is a pot bellied western woman with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. She wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with blue lining and desert motifs. She has no hair. She wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: She can speak with the recently deceased. She lacks moral complications. She does what she is told to by employers but not much else. She spends her money on whatever she fancies at the time.

History: She got into the Mortician business at a young age. Her childhood dream was to be a Hunter, but she was a colossal failure. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 90 gp.