Description: She is a pot bellied southern woman with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. She wears dark leathers with embroidery. Her fur is short and red. Her eyes are blue.

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 is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: Dagger was born in the south. At a young age she loved to build and create. From her teen years she was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on her. One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: She is content; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Persistence. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Nature, Attractive. Occupation: Server

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 140 gp. 1 Everburning torch.

Description: She is a small woman, but exceptionally fit. She wears suspenders and red workpants. Her shirt is white, and she wears a heavy red leather apron most of the time. She has a long chestnut ponytail with little hanging trinkets. Her eyes are violet and she is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Paela is depressed about a lot of things. She tends to be a nihilist. She also is a firm believer in the womanly ideal.

History: Her mother raised her in a mountain cabin. Her mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but she insists her mother was legitimate. She bought a monstrous two handed axe and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Her religion dominates her actions; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Depressed, Impulsive. Bonds: Nature, Religious. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 60 gp.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). His hair is blonde and very short. His gray unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He will rave to anyone who will listen. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of brigands may trigger it at times.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. When Caeldrim reached his early adolescence his Elf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Revenge.

Flaws: Disease, Insane. Bonds: Enemies, Military, Job. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 160 gp.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. His black hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a wide-brimmed hat. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with music. He constantly tries to fill his life with music. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: His martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. He has had some formal music training, and achieved minor success. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 90 gp.

Description: He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His attire stands in sharp contrast to his shortbow, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a card on it. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His eyes are green and beady.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Broce is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He has recently attracted an admirer that believes he's playing hard to get.

Motivation: To unite with his sister; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Has a crush, Family. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 160 gp. 1 Breastplate.