Description: She wears a black collared shirt and brown skirt. She accessorizes with a blue scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across her shirt. She has moderate length blue hair. Her gold eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Stoic and calm, she prefers to meditate than take action. She lacks moral complications. She does what she is told to by employers but not much else. She spends her money on whatever she fancies at the time.

History: Orianna hails from a village terrorized by brigands. Over the years she perfected her riding and shooting skills. She bought a morningstar and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: A rival would like her out of the picture; and expand her business

Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Job, Enemies, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 10000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: This late middle aged woman wears a grey tunic with black highlights, and long green pants that bunch up around her shoes and is in decent physical shape. Her blonde hair is long and unkept. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. She has a habit of throwing herself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: She was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for her. It may also be what makes her so good at details. There was a wharf not far from home where she often wandered off to fish. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.

Motivation: To prove her worth to the world.

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Impulsive, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 1000 cp.

Description: This younger middle-aged man wears rags and sports a simple walking cane, and a wedding ring on his right hand. With a patchy brown beard and wild brown hair. His green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: He got into the Bellfounder business at a young age. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. Some 9 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Enialis never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, In love, Attractive, Job, Military. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 600 sp.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he has a large white mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his violet robe. His white hair is knotted and matted. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He hates orcs. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Halflings in the west were limited. After a long history of fighting, Roge and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Enemies, Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 5000 cp.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he likes to wear ponchos typically of a light blue in addition to tight pants. His silver hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Alvyn speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. A freak accident while working with his Shepherd mother left him crippled. 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. Alvyn fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Disease, Fearful. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 500 sp.