Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a large hat to cast shadows over his face and wears ponchos to better hide his body. His red hair is braided into rings. His eyes are green.

Personality: He is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help his friends. He considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Ideals: Optimist, Logical. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears suspenders and green workpants. His shirt is brown, and he wears a heavy green leather apron most of the time. He carries a battered shortbow and tarnished kukri as well. His white hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a cross scrunchie. His fierce red eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Mamnen speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. Mamnen is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his sisters into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. His first spouse was a Roofer, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Mamnen fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is greedy; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Family, Rich. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 370 gp.

Description: This younger middle-aged woman tends to wear a black poncho over her likewise colored trousers and shirt, and a wedding ring on her right hand. Her red hair is braided into rings. Her red eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: She is intelligent and cunning, but she will too often allow her rage to get the better of her. She will lose her cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. She is seen as merciless and passionate.

History: A child with a great deal of music talent her parents made sure she got the chance to thrive. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a large cave. She would wander through that large cave 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Manea took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up greatsword and armor she uses now. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: A rival would like her out of the picture.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: In love, Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She wears light armors faded through time and improper care. Her crest is black, silky, and of moderate length. Her eyes are a pleasant gold.

Personality: This woman loves dancing and to teach people dancing more than just about anything. Jezean is a bit of a follower. Usually she is manipulated by her sisters into helping them out, but recently she has become more of a free agent.

History: Jezean lived on a farm with her father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to her current location. By chance she met her sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Wants to raise her children well; and to reunite with her absent father

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Family. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 12000 cp. Moonstone (20 gp). Obsidian (7 gp). Jasper (20 gp). Aquamarine (800 gp). 1 Half-Plate. 1 Masterwork Light steel shield. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: A pudgy woman standing about 5'4" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She wears long strands of emerald and short green dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. Her hair is cut close to her head. Her gold unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: She is a sleazy, sleazy gal. She has no qualms about using her powers of suggestion to get people to do what she wants. Her actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as she answers to a power that mortal women fail to acknowledge.

History: She was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. Her father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but she insists her father was legitimate. 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: Retire the richest woman in the north; and she has a rivalry with the church that dominates her actions

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 600 sp.