Description: She wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized black coat. She carries a battered morningstar and tarnished club as well. Her tied-back hair is auburn. Her gray eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before her hampering stammer kicks in. A fanatic, her devotion to her small selection of gods is unquestionable. She claims to be doing their will and will base all her actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent her parents made sure she got the chance to thrive. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she 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. Creega 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; and her religion dominates her actions

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 140 gp.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, he wears blue leather gloves, a blue jacket, and tight pants. He keeps his auburn hair in a flapper bob. His blue eyes peer out from beneath his broad blue hat.

Personality: He is cool and collected. He likes to make quips and puns whenever he does anything. He also makes a point to compliment his superiors and flatter them. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He was born in a small plains village. In his 13th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his mother impaled in their home, and his father beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. He bought a flail and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 90 gp. Deep blue spinel (400 gp).

Description: A middle-aged man, he wears a tattered pair of loose black pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs, and is pretty ugly. His hair, while still mostly purple, has prominent grey streaks. His silver eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

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 is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: He was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. While he appears to be a normal Tiefling, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature hand crossbow.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk.

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 400 gp. Sard (60 gp).

Description: He stands about 5'10" and wears professional attire. His left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. With bright golden hair and a scraggly beard. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his gray eyes.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. The war was a terrible time for him, and Everard does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 500 sp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (300 gp).

Description: He wears a blue armored body suit, with a simple white line shooting up and back down. He has no hair. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are blue.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Jebeddo grew up listening to his father's many stories. He was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. His spouse died of illness and he inherited everything. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality; and obtaining odd cultural half-elven artifacts is his passion

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 1 Masterwork studded leather.