Description: She wears a robe, a symbol of death around her neck, and a bastard sword on her belt, but does not cut a very imposing figure. She walks with a slouch but will stand straight to her full 5'3" when asserting herself. She wears her brown hair up. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.

Personality: She likes to fabricate stories about her past exploits and how crazy she is, but in actuality she is rather bland. She is obsessed with her god.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. 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 Marshal. She was granted martial powers by her dying brother.

Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Marshal responsibilities is difficult.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Religious, Job. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears a tight fitting green shirt and pants. He keeps his brown hair in a flapper bob. His eyes are likewise red.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He loves being with his children and actually smiles when they are around. He would do anything for them. He dislikes his ex a great deal.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He has since lost track of the people in his past.

Motivation: To be a Scribe again; and to unite with his sister

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Family, Job. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 70 gp.

Description: Standing 5'0", this woman dresses in white turtlenecks beneath a tan coat with yellow slacks. Her hair is long and brown with streaks of silver, and is pulled back with small white clips. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. She constantly seizes attention wherever she goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. She likes to think of herself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Trained by her father for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. When Brakka reached her early adolescence her Half-Orc father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. She tends to her Laborer job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations she has.

Motivation: She doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes; and she possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Military, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 4000 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This younger middle-aged woman wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a crossbow, but if one is not available she will default to her falchion, and a wedding ring on her right hand. She has moderate length rusty crest. Her eyes are gold.

Personality: She is irascible and easily irritated. She is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories she has discovered

History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her mother and father. Her mother taught her the rudiments of the Tailor arts, while her father instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. She inherited a moderately successful company from her mother. Under her leadership it has flourished, and using capital from her venture she effectively owns an entire region. 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: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: In love, Rich. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 210 pp. 1 Minor magic item.