Description: She usually wears her black robe and has her lance always slung over her shoulder. She carries with her a set of lances on her belt, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. She wears a small hat to cover her moderate length golden hair. Her fierce brown eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Stoic and calm, she prefers to meditate than take action. She is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in her opinion.

History: She was born at the edge of vast plains. A freak accident while working with her Fisher mother left her crippled. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Yevelda fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She feels kind of lost in life; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined, Opinionated. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 250 gp.

Description: This exceptionally lanky woman wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath her coat. She sports a flattop hair cut. She wears a mask on her face.

Personality: She is overprotective of those who hire her services. On top of that she is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to her employer will always come first she doesn't like to hit women.

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. Eridred liked to wander the woods near her home when she was young, something she still likes to do at least once a week. She never liked modest clothing or shoes, so she would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and she developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. 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 crush on the local Cartwright; and she would like to get married and retire

Bonds: Guardian, Has a crush, Adventurer, Military, Nature. Occupation: Server

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 400 sp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, he wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He has a white handlebar mustache and slicked back white hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Dûshrat fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: He wears baggy green pantaloons and a brown scarf. His green crest is still thick. He has gleaming, smiling red eyes.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. He inherited a moderately successful company from his father. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Layabout they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Doctor, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and doesn't want to be a doctor and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Family. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: Azurite (7 gp). Rock crystal (50 gp).