Description: She is dressed in a clean yellow cloak covering her clean studded leather. She is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly pickaxes and hammers. She has done her best to style her auburn hair to look like a famous performer. Her amber eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Here is a woman who knows she is the smartest in the room. She talks down to others constantly. She enjoys reading and quiet.

History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. When Cecily reached her early adolescence her Half-Elf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. 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: She is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences her actions; and she feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable, Logical. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich, Military. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 200 sp.

Description: This fat northern woman has a bulbous nose and is wearing a long, tan, dusty cloak. Her skin is also unnaturally pale. She has styled her chestnut hair well, parting it to the right. Her brown eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: She is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, she's a very lovable idiot. As long as the job gets done she does not care how it got done.

History: Ilanis lived on a farm with her father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. A freak accident while working with her Blacksmith father left her crippled. During her travels, Ilanis and her party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Ilanis discovered the rest of her party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Ilanis fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing her own horrible transformation.

Motivation: Meet up once more with her childhood friend.

Ideals: Optimist, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: 5'4" and lanky with angular features, she is an attractive figure. She wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. Her fur is orange, silky, and of moderate length. She has a dull look in her yellow eyes.

Personality: She's a bit of a prankster. She knows she is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. She is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories she has discovered

History: Shivering was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her father was employed at, doing general labor. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Blacksmith hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. 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: To share knowledge with the world; and she is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Joker, Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: Brown-green garnet (50 gp). 1 Chain shirt.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He dresses in tan turtlenecks beneath a grey coat with violet slacks. His white hair, when down, is lengthy. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines hazel.

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 able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He was granted arcane powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 130 pp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. His golden hair is cut short. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. When triggered he is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family He moved out west to avoid the crime he committed. Being a Hunter kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Flaws: Insomniac, Greedy, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 400 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (800 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (300 gp).