Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what she was had she not made sure her armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit she wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. Her crest is bronze and curly. She is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: She is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help her friends. She considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. She does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of goblins may trigger it at times.

History: Gifted from a young age, Surina studied abroad. Her parents enrolled her in a Fighter school at a young age so that she could practice her arcane talents. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to goblins demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Revenge; and several ex partners dislike her way of doing things and want revenge

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: Her skin has the orange glow of too much sun. She sports tan clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. Her red hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. She has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: Breena hails from a village terrorized by dire rats. She was taken from her home at a very young age. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by dire rats. Breena was horrified and prayed that her mother was alright. However, she heard that her mother had died fighting off the dire rats.

Motivation: To unite with her sister; and several ex partners dislike her way of doing things and want revenge

Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Enemies, Slave, Family. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He has a missing right arm. He tends to wear a large pastel jacket. His red fur is thinning but still full. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He became a Fortune-teller soon after.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Insane, Impulsive. Bonds: Military, Nature, Job. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears suspenders and violet workpants. His shirt is brown, and he wears a heavy violet leather apron most of the time. He keeps his silver hair in a pixie cut. His amber eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. Percival enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When Percival reached his early adolescence his Half-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 got away from his former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things.

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Addict, Hedonist. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 1900 sp. 1 Darkwood Shield. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: A stocky darker skinned woman, she wears a yellow coat over a blue low-cut shirt, and a wide-brimmed hat upon her head. She has shaved her head bald. Her gray unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating she would invite many more into her home than her spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. She is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. Her psionic abilities were realized during a raid on her village. During her travels, Geva and her party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Geva discovered the rest of her party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Geva fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing her own horrible transformation.

Motivation: To reunite with her old friends.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 900 sp.