Description: A woman with a cold, calculating air about her, she wears well tailored gowns and hats with beautiful decoration. She is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. Her hair is blonde and very short. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: She is a hateful person. She taunts others and blames them for her problems. She does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for her. She lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. Her mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but she insists her mother was legitimate. She spent several years traveling with her friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and to reunite with her absent father

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Religious, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 1000 sp.

Description: She is lean but muscular and wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with white lining and desert motifs. Her hair is auburn and very short. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: She can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. She does not believe in violence as a means to an end. She is a dedicated Armorer but believes her peers are too gung-ho.

History: From birth she was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Her parents died when she was young, and she was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Tawna grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Tawna. She would ruin relationships and cause injury. She was reprimanded several times before being given her current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: She has comitted a past crime that haunts her to this day.

Ideals: Gifted, Pacifist. Bonds: Mentor, Criminal record. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 400 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is dark but he possesses many brown ritualistic tattoos. He wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. He has a red handlebar mustache and slicked back red hair. His fierce brown eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Logical, Fighting. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 30 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His black crest is knotted and matted. His eyes are red.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. His brief stint in the army gave him the idea he was invincible and that he is the toughest man alive.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Direcris was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Direcris fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item.