Description: A pudgy woman standing about 6'6" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. She carries her fan with her everywhere and carries herself as the perfect lady. Her bronze crest is kept up in a ponytail inside a feathered hat. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: She swings through moods quickly. One moment she is cool and collected, the next she is carried away by passions. The war was a terrible time for her, and Megren does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.

History: Gifted from a young age, Megren studied abroad. She was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. Her spouse died of illness and she inherited everything. She now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Passionate, Gifted. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 1600 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Dark and lean, she is a relatively plain woman. She wears well tailored gowns and hats with beautiful decoration. She is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. Her auburn hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Her eyes are green and catlike.

Personality: She is mildly Halfling supremacist, though she does not identify as such. She does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of gnolls may trigger it at times.

History: From birth she was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. When she came of age, she joined a caravan that would eventually take her to the capital. She would practice along the way and, when she arrived, be apprenticed to a Assassin. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by gnolls. Pennie was horrified and prayed that her father was alright. However, she heard that her father had died fighting off the gnolls.

Motivation: To be a Apothecary again; and she is unsatisfied with her job

Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Rich, Enemies, Mentor, Job. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 6000 sp.

Description: This man wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His white hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. His eyes are a pleasant hazel.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Rurik is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Rurik was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Monk, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Monk in service of a powerful lord somewhere. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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. Rurik took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up kukri and armor he uses now. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Bonds: Nature, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: Brown-green garnet (120 gp).

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he has a large yellow mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into his brown robe. His hair is white and curly. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his music with anyone who is interested.

History: He was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way west. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Ploughman they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Shepherd, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: To unite with his sister; and his spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Greedy, Disease. Bonds: Family, Immigrant. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 700 gp. Carnelian (20 gp). Hematite (6 gp). Freshwater pearl (6 gp).