Description: She wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. Her skin is fair and her fingers are delicate and long. She wears a small hat to cover her moderate length chestnut hair. Her gray eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: She loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from her. She is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Half-Elf in existence. She is stubborn though. She always likes to keep a trick up her sleeve. She likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if she feels she even has a chance of losing.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. Her necromantic abilities were realized during a raid on her village. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Mialee 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 she has decided she is irredeemable

Ideals: Fighting, Justice, Gifted. Bonds: Criminal record, Religious. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: She is a physically imposing dark-skinned woman. She wears baggy grey pantaloons and a brown scarf. She wears her white hair up. Her eyes are gray.

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 Jarana does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.

History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. Her parents enrolled her in a Commoner school at a young age so that she could practice her druidic talents. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: She loathes her own lifestyle; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Depressed, Ugly. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 300 sp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average woman, she is not imposing. She wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. She usually doesn't wear a shirt. Her moppish silver hair is in a traditional bowl cut. Her green eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: She is unhospitable to her core. Her small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. She passes on several rewards to people in need. She makes a point to leave places better than she found them.

History: Trained by her father for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. 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. She used her abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: To be a Animal Trainer again; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Military, Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 160 gp.

Description: A woman with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. She wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally she sports a tan coat. Her hair is greying and her face has many wrinkles. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She likes to make people angry or surprised. She is cautious and jumpy. She reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: She was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. Through the years after Nyx was born, her father became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Nyx's father didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic, Fearful. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 900 sp.

Description: She is a physically imposing dark-skinned woman. She dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over her head. Her hair is short and red. She was beautiful and young once, which still shows through her age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: Vanchu wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Barbarian, so she tries to act the part. She does a good job, for the most part... She is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: Trained by her father for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. Vanchu was born on a far western plains where she grew up under the tutelage of her father, an expert Engraver. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: She desires power and/or immortality; and meet up once more with her childhood friend

Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 270 gp.