Description: A thin woman, she clearly needs to put on some weight, but she still has a lot of muscle. She wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. Her hair is long and golden with streaks of brown, and is pulled back with small black clips. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: She is witty, but her monotone delivery comes off as unnerving She will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. She cares deeply for her spouse and does her best to make sure her guests look presentable.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. 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. Some 5 years later her spouse died after the birth of her son. Heartbroken, Vanchu never married again. Instead she focused her life to raising her son whom she trained as her father had trained her before.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Joker, Optimist. Bonds: In love. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 700 gp. Malachite (4 gp). White pearl (150 gp). Rock crystal (20 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (4 gp).

Description: A plain young-adult woman, she wears a worn and beaten armor. She sports a flattop hair cut. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, she has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Bune is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: She was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. While she appears to be a normal Tiefling, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Disciplined, Justice, Logical. Flaws: Insomniac, Insane. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 5000 sp. Emerald (700 gp). Chrysoprase (80 gp). Onyx (80 gp). Rock crystal (80 gp).

Description: An imposing woman with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, she wears a blue tunic with brown highlights, and long green pants that bunch up around her shoes. She has moderate length auburn hair. Her brown eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: She believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. Her philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: She was born at the edge of vast mountains. Her divine abilities were realized during a raid on her village. She has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: She feels kind of lost in life; and she is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences her actions

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted, Justice. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 1600 sp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He is a husky man, who typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep green leather and dull brown iron scale mail. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: His tongue was cut out and he uses sign language. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his mother.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Tethren was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. A freak accident while working with his Sculptor mother left him crippled. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insomniac, Disease, Depressed. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 2200 gp.