Description: This woman wears a large hat to cast shadows over her face and wears ponchos to better hide her body. She is muscular with a powerful set of arms. Her crest is bronze and very short. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep red.

Personality: She is irritable and easily angered. She is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use her stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. She has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a woman enough she will sell her own mother. Money is her most trusted friend.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her father always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. She found a children's book about a Dragonborn Monk who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. She modeled her life after the story, seeing herself destined a hero. She hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: She possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; and a rival would like her out of the picture

Flaws: Antagonistic, Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Spy

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 4000 sp.

Description: He is a pot bellied western man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He wears suspenders and green workpants. His shirt is brown, and he wears a heavy green leather apron most of the time. He keeps his black hair in a flapper bob. His white unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Guard born in the past three hundred years. 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, Amnon is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He helped his mother out around the business and became quite the natural. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job.

Ideals: Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Rich. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 11000 sp.

Description: A 3'6" southern woman, she wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. Her red hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. Her amber eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: She snorts whenever she laughs or is feeling confident. She lacks moral complications. She does what she is told to by employers but not much else. She spends her money on whatever she fancies at the time.

History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. A freak accident while working with her Dilettante father left her crippled. She has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. He has a very tight haircut. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He also has developed a complete distrust of the Painter profession.

History: He was born in a small island village. Varis liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Cynical, Addict, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 300 gp.