Description: She wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. She usually doesn't wear a shirt. She wears a feathered hat to hide her balding. She has green eyes.

Personality: She believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. She is a thrill seeker, she laughs at people and throws down challenges. She is highly competitive and combative.

History: The child of a Server, who enjoyed hunting, Pelt was taken on many hunting expeditions. After coming to the age of reason, Pelt took it upon herself to study the druidic arts in their entirety; because of this, she was labeled a dark omen and banished from her homeland. She routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: Meet up once more with her childhood friend; and someone believes her a fraud

Ideals: Gifted, Logical. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: German accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: An imposing woman with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, she wears skinny pants and wears a tan and red robe with the hood down. Her white hair is thinning but still full. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic woman, Bethrynna's first love is herself. Her second love is also herself. She has a cruel streak; something she gained from her previous mentor. She harbors resentment against her former mentor.

History: She was born several months after her mother was called into army service. She graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. She advanced relatively quickly due to her good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. After a long history of fighting, Bethrynna and her spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor, Military. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: A man of a pale complexion, he wears dull white sweaters, loose brown pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed shortbow, just in case. His white hair is braided into rings. His eyes are green and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He bought a shortbow and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: To settle down with his crush; and he would like to get married and retire

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Military, Nature, Has a crush. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 80 pp. Amber (70 gp). Alexandrite (900 gp). Deep blue spinel (900 gp).

Description: He is an average looking northern male in his early mid-life. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His auburn hair is braided into rings. His green eyes peer out from beneath his small tan hat.

Personality: He is extraordinarily eccentric. He is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. He haggles over everything, upselling his goods and buying cheap. He is persistent in everything.

History: The child of a Apothecary, who enjoyed hunting, Arumawann was taken on many hunting expeditions. His divine abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He loathes his own lifestyle; and he feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Gifted. Flaws: Insane, Depressed. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: Just what you see.