Description: She wears a black vest with golden trim over her white shirt. Her green leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and her black boots flare out at the collars. She carries a battered rapier and tarnished shortbow as well. Her bronze crest is knotted and matted. Her gold eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: The woman has a huge range of feeling. She will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how she will be a better person from this day on. She is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: A studious child she never was much for a social life, not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out. A freak accident while working with her Painter mother left her crippled. She was granted arcane powers by her dying sister.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Fighting, Logical, Gifted. Flaws: Emotional, Disease. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 330 gp. 1 Average lock.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, he wears a shirt that is too small, which lets his gut show, with a ratty black coat over it. His brass crest is matted, messy, and big. His gold eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: His necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. After a long history of fighting, Quarethon and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Impulsive. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 1 Banded mail. 1 Breastplate. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: This woman is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers her face most of the time. She is muscular with a powerful set of arms. Her hair is white, silky, and of moderate length. She has brown eyes.

Personality: She snorts whenever she laughs or is feeling confident. She has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: A studious child she never was much for a social life, not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out. Since her father passed away years ago, her mother had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. She has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: She's in love; and to settle down with her crush

Ideals: Gifted, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: Deep green spinel (40 gp).

Description: A middle-aged woman, she is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior, and is pretty ugly. Her golden hair is cut short. Her eyes are violet and catlike.

Personality: A grumpy gal she will invite people to lunch so she can critique them. Yet she still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. She is obsessed with her god.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, she was no stranger to responsibility. Irann was orphaned to a temple shortly after her birth. She was raised by the temple staff to care always for others above herself and to hold her god always in her heart. She now spends her time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Her religion dominates her actions.

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Religious, Poor. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He wears a grey cloak and cross-gartered white stockings, marred by beers. He wears his silver hair up. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He works hard and plays hard.

History: He was born in a small mountains village. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He tends to his Armorer job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations he has.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to be a bowyer again

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: Just what you see.