Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what she was had she not made sure her armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit she wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized tan coat. Her hair is chestnut and curly. She wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: She hates Elves with a passion. As such she is filled with self loathing. She is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: A child with a great deal of dancing talent her parents made sure she got the chance to thrive. She was one of the best in her class, and was picked up by her current employer. She quickly showed her capability and was soon promoted to a head role. She inherited the family business which she has now maintained for 9 years.

Motivation: She desires power and/or immortality; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 200 gp. 2 Tanglefoot bags. 3 Antitoxin. 5 Acid flasks.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His brown hair and beard is wavy and long. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. Fabien is a bit of a follower. Usually he is manipulated by his brothers into helping them out, but recently he has become more of a free agent.

History: Fabien was born the youngest of three triplets. His father disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his father, he was betrayed dozens of times. By chance he met his brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: To reunite with his absent father; and to unite with his brother

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 3000 gp. Red spinel (50 gp). Citrine (60 gp). Black opal (600 gp). Amethyst (50 gp). Alexandrite (900 gp). Aquamarine (900 gp). Carnelian (60 gp). Banded agate (8 gp). Malachite (8 gp). Silver pearl (50 gp). Chrysoberyl (50 gp). Pink pearl (50 gp). Blue quartz (8 gp).

Description: A woman with a calm yet intense air about her, she is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing violet cape and mantle trimmed with soft tan waves gently in the breeze. She sports red long hair. Her amber eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: She swings through moods quickly. One moment she is cool and collected, the next she is carried away by passions. She has a small toy that she constantly fidgets with.

History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. When Adrie reached her early adolescence her Half-Elf mother 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 has worked as a Servant like her mother before her.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Rich, Military, Job. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 1 Half-Plate. 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: She wears black painted combat armor at almost all times, and she perpetually has her longsword ready. She sports a flattop hair cut. Her black unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: She is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before her hampering stammer kicks in. She spends most of her days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There she gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Armara grew up listening to her mother's many stories. She was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. During her travels, Armara and her party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Armara discovered the rest of her party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Armara fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing her own horrible transformation.

Motivation: She has passion for adventuring and risk; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease, Shy. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: Just what you see.