Description: Relatively heavier built than your average woman, she is not imposing. She wears a blue shirt with thin red vertical stripes and violet pants. Her tied-back hair is red. Her eyes are likewise violet.

Personality: She likes to fabricate stories about her past exploits and how crazy she is, but in actuality she is rather bland. She will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. She has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to her frivolously. Unlike her family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, she wanted to work in the city. She has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and to prove her worth to the world

Flaws: Mundane, Impulsive. Bonds: Religious, Rich, In love. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 4 Holy water. 1 Alchemist’s fire. 1 Antitoxin.

Description: She wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. She carries a battered sword and tarnished scimitar as well. Her brown hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: A deeply religious woman she believes everything happens for a reason. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. She is seen as merciless and passionate.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. Her father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but she insists her father was legitimate. Being a Cook 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 compelled to act according to her religious beliefs; and she is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Fighting. Bonds: Religious, Criminal record. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 6000 cp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: She appears as an extremely gaunt Half-Orc, and stands approximately 6'4". She tends to wear a large white jacket, and her gloved hand is found clutching a kukri. Her auburn hair is still thick. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She goes out her way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one she won't accept into her heart. She moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep her interest for a month it is impressive.

History: She got into the Barkeep business at a young age. In her formative years she discovered how persuasive she was. She began using that to her advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. She ran away from her former home and has been making her living as a Barkeep for the past few years.

Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Barkeep responsibilities is difficult; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Optimist, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane, Hedonist. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 600 gp.

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. He keeps his blonde hair in a pixie cut. His eyes are green and catlike.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. His philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Optimist. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 70 pp.