Description: An imposing woman with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, she is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Armorer. Her red hair is lengthy. Her violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: She's a bit of a prankster. She knows she is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. She is seen as merciless and passionate.

History: She was raised by priests from a young age. At a young age both her parents were killed in an accident. Her uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took her in and had her trained in basic self defense. Being a Armorer kept her interest for a while, but then she became depressed and bored. So she turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: She is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences her actions.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Criminal record, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 280 gp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears violet robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a sword, but if one is not available he will default to his longsword. His hair, while still mostly black, has prominent grey streaks. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: Gifted from a young age, Clerebold studied abroad. While he appears to be a normal Half-Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and wants his loneliness to end

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Has a crush. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: He is a husky man, who is wearing a tight black one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. His silver hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a broad hat. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He seems absolutely devoid of it. He stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: Born in the east to a Map Maker, Amnon learned a great deal about his father's area of expertise. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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. Amnon took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up longsword and armor he uses now. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: To be a Weaver again; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Insomniac, Mundane, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 3000 sp.

Description: Standing 5'5", this woman wears tan painted combat armor at almost all times. Her chestnut hair is wavy and long. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: She is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, she's a very lovable idiot. She is cautious and jumpy. She reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: From birth she was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Lia was born on a far southern plains where she grew up under the tutelage of her father, an expert Sellsword. She has been helping groups of widows and orphans who have fled abusive spouses or lost their families to gnolls.

Motivation: She is terrified, and will act out of fear; and she feels threatened by others

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Mentor, Immigrant. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 3 Holy water. 1 Antitoxin.