Description: This western woman's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, she slurs her words together. She wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with brown lining and desert motifs. She has dyed her greying brown hair a little too much giving a sharp brown color. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: She is irascible and easily irritated. She is a great chef.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her mother always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. After coming to the age of reason, Ahlyssa took it upon herself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, she was labeled a dark omen and banished from her homeland. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Gifted, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 800 sp. Brown-green garnet (50 gp).

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). He wears his auburn hair up in a very large beehive style do. His gray unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. A friendly and beautiful Gnome, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when brigands swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to brigands demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and someone believes him a fraud

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She is dressed in an above average manner. Her skin is fair and her fingers are delicate and long. Her silver hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. Her eyes are green and catlike.

Personality: She goes out her way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one she won't accept into her heart. The war was a terrible time for her, and Lezre does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.

History: Lezre hails from a village terrorized by goblins. Her father was a soldier and died while she was still young. Lezre was left her father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by goblins. Lezre was horrified and prayed that her mother was alright. However, she heard that her mother had died fighting off the goblins.

Motivation: She wants revenge against goblins.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Enemies. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 250 gp.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He sports a long brown beard, and similarly colored long hair. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 34. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Blacksmith but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Blacksmith for hire.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Fighting, Pacifist. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: An older man who is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes., he is not a threatening figure. His auburn hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. His half smiles and hazel eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Elf in existence. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. Fivin liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Nature. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 100 gp.