Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. She sports a flattop hair cut. Her green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: She is happy with her job as a Priest. She turns her eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. She refers to her adoptive mother for almost all things she is unsure about, which are numerous. She is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Unvera lived on a farm with her mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. In her youth she was a Bounty Hunter, and wanted to be a champion fighter when she grew up. She was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives she lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. She saw the brutality and swore off her fighting aspirations, taking her younger sister on her back after seeing her parents die, and fled the country. She has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: To unite with her sister.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Family. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 6000 gp. Citrine (80 gp). Peridot (80 gp). Azurite (8 gp). Malachite (8 gp). Golden yellow topaz (1600 gp). Red-brown spinel (40 gp). Iolite (80 gp).

Description: He wears a tan armored body suit, with a simple violet line shooting up and back down. He carries a battered mace and tarnished club as well. His black hair has been sun bleached extensively. He has blue eyes and a tan hat with a violet feather.

Personality: He likes to fabricate stories about his past exploits and how crazy he is, but in actuality he is rather bland. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Dreali fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 50 pp. Smoky quartz (20 gp). Chrysoberyl (100 gp). Amber (100 gp).

Description: This late middle aged woman wears a pastel armored body suit, with a simple brown line shooting up and back down and is in decent physical shape. Her fur is cut close to her head. Her amber eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: She is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. She loves teas. She is very sensitive about her face. To blow off anger she lifts weights and to control her otherwise explosive temper she works out a lot.

History: She was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. 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. Flask 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 to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Joker, Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 400 gp. Embroidered silk and velvet mantle with numerous moonstones (500 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He dresses like a well dressed Sculptor does, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 3'2" when asserting himself. He has a small bristly mustache and wavy blonde hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of dire rats may trigger it at times.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. 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. He has achieved small success as a Sculptor.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Enemies, Rich. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 1000 gp.