Description: A woman with a warm, jovial air about her, she wears just a white suit. Her blonde hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. Her gray eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: She will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken her opponents. Despite her formidable combat skills she remains a coward. She misses her home and complains about the freezing weather, even in summer.

History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. Tawar was born on a far northern desert where she grew up under the tutelage of her father, an expert Hunter. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: She desires power and/or immortality; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Immigrant, Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 41000 sp.

Description: She prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for her hunting needs. She carries with her a set of greatswords, each one with a ruby on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. Her hair is long and blonde with streaks of silver, and is pulled back with small grey clips. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: She is fixated on the number 70. She counts her steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. She seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. She is a bit of a macho woman and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: Trained by her mother for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. 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. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Artin fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and money/treasure

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Military. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 1500 sp.

Description: A pudgy woman standing about 3'2" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. Her black hair is well kept. Her eyes are likewise violet.

Personality: She is quite rude, and likes to deride her opponents skill and shout insults at them. She is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, she was no stranger to responsibility. She sought a place where she would be rewarded solely on the merits of her skills. This search led her directly into Scribe work with an outfit from a few towns over. Scribe work suited her well, and with each successful project, she earned more gold and more respect from her peers. She has dedicated herself to building a better world.

Motivation: Her religion dominates her actions; and she has passion for adventuring and risk

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record, Religious, Job. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 4000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.

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 hair is long and golden with streaks of silver, and is pulled back with small grey clips. His beard is silver, braided, and well cared for. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are brown.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: He was born several months after his mother was called into army service. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Kilvar was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Selfish, Secretive. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 2000 cp. Red spinel (110 gp).