Description: She tends to wear a tan poncho over her likewise colored trousers and shirt. Her skin is fair and her fingers are delicate and long. Her chestnut hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. Her fierce brown eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: The woman has a huge range of feeling. She will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how she will be a better person from this day on. She is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with her old comrades. She has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: She was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to her current location. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: She has a rivalry with the Church that dominates her actions; and obtaining odd cultural human artifacts is her passion

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Emotional. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 5000 cp.

Description: He wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with blue lining and desert motifs. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His chestnut hair is knotted and matted. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: Thamior is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

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. His father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted him to inherit them. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Thamior fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Extrovert, Fighting. Bonds: Nature, Military, Rich. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 60 gp. Chrysoprase (50 gp).

Description: An imposing woman with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, she wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). She has styled her white hair well, parting it to the left. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: She is curt in most of her responses. She prefers to keep her word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. She has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her mother and father. Her mother taught her the rudiments of the Spice Merchant arts, while her father instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. In her 15th year, while out on a day-trip, she returned to find her hometown burning and destroyed. She found her mother impaled in their home, and her father beheaded. She saw the woman who walked out, and charged her in a blind rage. The woman easily evaded and defeated her, leaving her to live broken and terrified. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it.

Flaws: Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 1000 gp.

Description: This northern woman wears green trousers with pastel and yellow striped suspenders. She wears various colorful collared shirts. Her clothes are grease stained in places. Her silver hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Her black eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: She is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. She has a habit of throwing herself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: She was born in a small plains village. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to her current location. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To prove her worth to the world; and she's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Antagonistic, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 10 pp. Silver pearl (50 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.