Description: She wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. She usually doesn't wear a shirt. She carries with her a set of lances, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. Her black hair is cut short. She wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: She likes to make people angry or surprised. 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, Ownka is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: When she was but 3 years old her parents immigrated from the north. She has had some formal painting training, and achieved minor success. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Justice, Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 700 sp. 1 Breastplate.

Description: This southern man is abnormally tall. He wears a tan vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His pastel leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his tan boots flare out at the collars. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. He wears his chestnut hair down. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

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 ready at a moment's notice to give into his darker urges. He is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. He often ends up burning people alive in the fires he starts.

History: He was born in the south. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He would ruin relationships and cause injury. He was reprimanded several times before being given his current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: He possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Flaws: Cynical, Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 390 gp.

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 tan wide-brimmed hat and tan clothes. He has shaved his head bald. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. As long as the job gets done he does not care how it got done.

History: A powerful brothel owner made him what he is. Alvyn was born on a far northern forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Unemployed. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Alvyn fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Optimist, Professionalism, Fighting. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Mentor. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 300 sp. 1 Masterwork Thieves’ tools.

Description: He typically wears violet cloth garments or leather armor. He carries a battered scimitar and tarnished hammer as well. Sporting a black mohawk and bushy mustache this man's hair draws a lot of attention. His hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He takes great joy in being the best Cook in town.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. Nim was orphaned to a temple shortly after his birth. He was raised by the temple staff to care always for others above himself and to hold his god always in his heart. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Job, Religious. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 600 gp. Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (100 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (900 gp). Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (900 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep green leather and dull yellow iron scale mail, and he perpetually has his warhammer ready. His black hair is heavily combed to the left. His white unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

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 loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Gifted from a young age, Astar studied abroad. In his 10th year, his parents were killed by a gnolls raid, leaving Astar alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by gnolls. Astar was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the gnolls.

Motivation: A deep hatred of gnolls; and several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated, Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: Just what you see.