Description: A middle-aged woman, she wears black painted combat armor at almost all times, and is pretty ugly. She has dyed her greying red crest a little too much giving a sharp red color. She has a dull look in her gold eyes.

Personality: She is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks her mind. She is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her mother. Her parents divorced when she was young, and her mother gained full cudstody. She was regularly beaten by her mother, who blamed her for driving them apart. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Antagonistic. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 400 gp. Freshwater pearl (15 gp). 1 Climber’s kit.

Description: Her skin has the orange glow of too much sun. She wears bulky brown painted plate armor. Her deerstalker hat is riddled with cuts and holes. Her blue eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: She is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. When triggered she is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: Werydd was born in the east. At a young age she loved to build and create. Her parents divorced when she was young, and her father gained full cudstody. She was regularly beaten by her father, who blamed her for driving them apart. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: She has comitted a past crime that haunts her to this day; and she possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 390 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: 4'11" and muscular, this southern woman wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. Her silver hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: She is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help her friends. She considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. She plays an instrument quite well.

History: She was born on a small isolated farm. She was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. She never won. She hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist, Artistic. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Server

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 3000 cp. 1 Breastplate.

Description: A woman with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. She wears a worn and beaten armor. Her long silver crest is drawn into a two foot long braid. Her fair skin shows little sign of her aristocratic breeding.

Personality: She is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as she rather likes the sound of her voice. Her demeanor is somewhat feminine. She enjoys reading and quiet.

History: Furrele was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her mother was employed at, doing general labor. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Sage hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. Since then, she has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 2000 cp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He is dressed in an above average manner, and he perpetually has his pickaxe ready. He has dyed his greying beige fur a little too much giving a sharp beige color. His eyes are blue and catlike.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: His history is one of pain. He was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves his parents kept. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature pickaxe.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Slave. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 80 gp. Chalcedony (20 gp).