Description: She is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. Her purple hair is knotted and matted. This gold eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating she would invite many more into her home than her spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. She tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: Ea was raised in a hard working conservative environment. She helped her mother out around the business and became quite the natural. Some 9 years later her spouse died after the birth of her son. Heartbroken, Ea never married again. Instead she focused her life to raising her son whom she trained as her mother had trained her before.

Motivation: To prove her worth to the world; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist, Optimist. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Job, In love. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 60 gp.

Description: She wears an entirely black suit with green socks and a vest with buckled shoes. Her black crest is long and unkept. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation she is generally quite perceptive. She notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Findex is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her mother always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and she's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Insomniac, Antagonistic. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 200 sp.

Description: She wears a shirt that is too small, which lets her gut show, with a ratty yellow coat over it. She is physically well-built. Her white hair is smooth and relatively long. Her blue eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: She shows great sympathy to all travelers. She's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. She is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Raised by wardens she was only a novice when goblins swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. Brilliant and gifted she never wanted to apply herself. She now spends her time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by goblins, and she desires to right it; and her religion dominates her actions

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 45000 sp.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears a grey armored body suit, with a simple black line shooting up and back down. With bright golden hair and a scraggly beard. His eyes are blue and catlike.

Personality: He is a Ruler first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: He was born in the west, but his parents moved at a very young age to the north. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Ruler. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Ruler for hire.

Motivation: To protect his home; and balancing his hectic life and new ruler responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Guardian. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 30 gp.

Description: He wears a fine chain shirt which he covers with black colored cloaks and clothing, and carries sickles. He has styled his black crest well, parting it to the left. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Azzakh is depressed about a lot of things. He tends to be a nihilist. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Azzakh was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. 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 knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Mentor. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 120 gp. 1 Half-Plate.