Description: 2'10" and muscular, this eastern woman is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers her face most of the time. Her red hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep green.

Personality: Prone to second guessing herself, she comes off as nervous. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Jo is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: She was born at the edge of vast forest. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to her current location. She bought a whip and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 2000 sp.

Description: A thin woman, she clearly needs to put on some weight, but she still has a lot of muscle. She wears a blue vest with golden trim over her white shirt. Her black leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and her blue boots flare out at the collars. Her tied-back hair is silver. Her blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. Energy wise she seems alert and responsive.

History: When she was but 5 years old her parents immigrated from the north. A freak accident while working with her Laborer mother left her crippled. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and she is content

Ideals: Athletic, Professionalism. Flaws: Mundane, Disease. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 300 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'8" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His white hair is heavily combed to the right. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: Brogg was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Brilliant and gifted he never wanted to apply himself. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Retire the richest man in the north.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 200 gp. Silver pearl (70 gp). Zircon (40 gp). Jet (70 gp). Hematite (16 gp).

Description: He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing black cape and mantle trimmed with soft tan waves gently in the breeze. He carries with him a set of axes on his belt, each one with a amber on the hilt. He keeps his blonde hair in a pixie cut. His gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is envious of other's things. He hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that he so desires. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. His parents enrolled him in a Rogue school at a young age so that he could practice his psionic talents. He was granted psionic powers by his dying brother.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away.

Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur, Gifted. Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 7000 sp.