Description: She is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. She wears a tattered pair of loose black pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. Beneath her clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. Her rusty crest is drawn into a tight pony tail with a cross scrunchie. She was beautiful and young once, which still shows through her age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: While she is on the job, she is grim and serious. She understands how dangerous the world is and the need to stay safe. She never wears the same outfit twice, unless she absolutely has to.

History: A child with a great deal of writing talent her parents made sure she got the chance to thrive. She was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform She would ruin relationships and cause injury. She was reprimanded several times before being given her current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: She has comitted a past crime that haunts her to this day; and she possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Poor, Slave, Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 4000 cp. 1 Silk rope.

Description: 4'5" and muscular, this northern man usually wears his brown robe and has his lance always slung over his shoulder. His auburn hair is thinning but still full. His hazel eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He likes to make people angry or surprised. He is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Dwarves.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered music. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Racist, Disease. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 700 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a robe, a symbol of his god around his neck, and a lance on his belt. He has a long chestnut beard with little hanging trinkets. He has violet eyes and a blue hat with a white feather.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He was raised in a forest tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Gimble took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up lance and armor he uses now. 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. Gimble fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He feels that his past leaves him morally obligated to help.

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Forgetful. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: His left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a green coat. His red crest is lengthy. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gold.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: He was born in the south, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. He always admired psionic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: He stands about 5'7" and usually wears his violet robe and has his nunchaku always slung over his shoulder. His right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His red hair is unkempt and raggedy. His blue eyes peer out from beneath his broad violet hat.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. Animals are drawn to him, and he is able to talk to them.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. His parents enrolled him in a Druid school at a young age so that he could practice his arcane talents. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and money/treasure

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 1300 sp.