Description: She is scrawny and has patchy golden stubble. She wears brown leather gloves, a brown jacket, and tight pants. She has a hunchback. Her moppish golden hair is in a traditional bowl cut. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: She will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken her opponents. Despite her formidable combat skills she remains a coward. She is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: She was raised by priests from a young age. 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: She is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: Silver pearl (120 gp). Hematite (4 gp). 1 Alchemist’s fire.

Description: He is a mite stocky and is typically in his Shipwright uniform. His feathered hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines blue.

Personality: He cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with his opinion, he thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, he can get violently argumentative. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. His childhood dream was to be a Miner, but he was a colossal failure. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Job, Mentor. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He carries with him a set of falchions on his belt, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. Sporting a chestnut mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: In the realm of puns, he cannot help himself. He feels obliged to make them. The war was a terrible time for him, and Erevan does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Erevan fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 2200 sp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: She sports black clothing, slightly heavier than average wear, and carries maces. Her red crest is kept up in a ponytail inside a wide-brimmed hat. Her eyes are likewise red.

Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. She is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. She helped her mother out around the business and became quite the natural. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Antrara fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down.

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Religious, Job. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This woman stands a little under 4'3" and is a bit bulky. She is very muscular particularly in the legs. She wears long strands of opal and short grey dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. Her brown hair is heavily combed to the left. She has gray eyes.

Personality: She has schizophrenia that causes her to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. She is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Werydd was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. She would wander through that ruined castle 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Werydd took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up ceremonial dagger and armor she uses now. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Flaws: Disease, Shy. Bonds: Rich, Mentor, Nature. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 800 sp.