Description: This woman wears a tan vest and prefers brown and tan shirts. Her boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. She is muscular with a powerful set of arms. Her hair is brown and curly. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines violet.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Irann embodies much of what other species detest in the Elves. She is obsessed with her god.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Ostracized due to the psionic powers of her oldest sister, she and her siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Elves became a terror of the countryside. After a long history of fighting, Irann and her spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: She has a rivalry with the Church that dominates her actions.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Religious, Rich. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 12000 cp.

Description: She wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. She is portly but not overly obese. She wears her auburn hair up. Her amber unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: She is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. She is a bit of a macho woman and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: She was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a ruined castle. She would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Tagga took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up greatsword and armor she 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. Tagga 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: Entrepeneur, Fighting. Flaws: Disease, Shy. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 1600 sp. Peridot (40 gp). Amethyst (40 gp). Red garnet (40 gp). 2 Tanglefoot bags.

Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She wears a blue shirt with thin black vertical stripes and violet pants. She sports silver long hair. Her eyes are likewise violet. Her teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: She has two modes she varies between. On the job she is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job she is a party animal. She is harsh and unforgiving.

History: Orla was born the youngest of three triplets. Like her mother and her sister before her, after school she went straight into learning to become a Fletcher. When her spouse passed she lost her only source of income but claims to her daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: Her relatives are trying to arrange a marriage; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Job, Family. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 3000 sp.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He prefers to wear black clothing when he does not wear armor. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His hair is silver and very short. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines white.

Personality: This man loves painting and to teach people painting more than just about anything. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: Born in the north to a Spice Merchant, Thamuz learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. His childhood dream was to be a Bounty Hunter, but he was a colossal failure. He has achieved small success as a Spice Merchant.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and to be a bounty hunter again

Ideals: Artistic, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Slave, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 40 pp.

Description: He wears red trousers with brown and grey striped suspenders. He wears various colorful collared shirts. His black hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: Born in the south his family was never financially stable. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. 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. Ombul fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Shy. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 400 sp.