Description: 3'2" and muscular, this eastern woman wears an entirely tan suit with red socks and a vest with buckled shoes. Her black hair is matted, messy, and big. She has amber eyes and a tan hat with a red feather.

Personality: She will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken her opponents. Despite her formidable combat skills she remains a coward. She moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep her interest for a month it is impressive.

History: She was born in a small mountains village. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Breena took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up rapier and armor she uses now. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Breena fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She wants revenge against drow; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep black leather and dull red iron scale mail. His hair is purple and very short. His gold eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Raam abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. He has became unsatisfied with his lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor, Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 900 sp.

Description: He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. His hair is cut close to his head. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 96. 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 pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: Born in the north to a Guard, Hobart learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. Hobart 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 inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 5 years.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and further expansion of business

Flaws: Insane, Fearful, Depressed. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 30 gp.

Description: He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs, and he perpetually has his lance ready. He has done his best to style his chestnut hair to look like a famous performer. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

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 can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: The child of a Mortician, who enjoyed hunting, Trey was taken on many hunting expeditions. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the forest due to the painful memories there. Trey took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up lance and armor he uses now. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 160 gp.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears suspenders and brown workpants. His shirt is white, and he wears a heavy brown leather apron most of the time. His brown hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His hazel eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage son.

History: He was raised in a forest tribe. His first spouse was a Shoemaker, they had one son, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and his relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Flaws: Shy, Greedy. Bonds: Family, Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 50 gp. Coral (90 gp).