Description: A woman with a warm, jovial air about her, she wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. Her red hair is braided into rings. Her gray eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She resents people who mock her appearance or her, so she has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. She dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. Her biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. She graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. She advanced relatively quickly due to her good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. She was granted arcane powers by her dying brother.

Motivation: Regain custody of her daughter; and doesn't want to be a gardener and was forced into it by her family

Ideals: Logical, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Family. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 2000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He carries with him a set of morningstars on his belt, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. He wears his black hair up in a very large beehive style do. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Oblar took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up morningstar and armor he uses now. He used his abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Nature. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 100 sp.

Description: She wears skinny pants and wears a black and blue robe with the hood down. She is portly but not overly obese. Her red crest is long and unkept. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady red eyes.

Personality: She is envious of other's things. She hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that she so desires. She pushes her goals aggressively. She is also a coward if confronted.

History: She was born several months after her father was called into army service. Her first spouse was a Weaver, they had one son, but her spouse won total custody. Without her spouse to temper her she grew out of control. By chance she met her brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: An old rival family wants her found.

Flaws: Ugly, Greedy, Fearful. Bonds: Military, Family. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 90 gp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: This exceptionally lanky man wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. His silver hair is smooth and relatively long. He has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Mûzglob was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. In his 16th year, his parents were killed by a giants raid, leaving Mûzglob alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. 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 is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and he wants to get laid

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Enemies, Poor, Criminal record, Has a crush. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 3000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a beer of some kind. He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light blue in addition to tight pants, marred by beers. His hair is golden and curly. His violet eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He misses his home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He left for the north, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: Expand his business; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Military, Religious, Job. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 40 gp. 1 Banded mail.