Description: She wears a tattered pair of loose green pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. She carries a battered quarterstaff and tarnished morningstar as well. Her blue crest is lengthy and is close to two feet long. She is baby faced.

Personality: She is fixated on the number 1. 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. More though she will beg to come along on any journeys. She will attempt to stowaway on any ship she can in the hopes that it will get her further away.

History: She was born at the edge of vast desert. Her mother took her hunting and taught her how to get in the mind of other creatures. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Daar 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.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Slave, Nature. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 1100 gp.

Description: She is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. She wears a robe, a symbol of the four houses of cards around her neck, and a nunchaku on her belt. Beneath her clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. Her black hair is wavy and long. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She considers herself a woman of culture and sophistication. She likes a good challenge to her wits. 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: Her history is one of pain. She was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves her parents kept. She helped her mother out around the business and became quite the natural. She tends to her Tailor job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations she has.

Motivation: To be a Laborer again.

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Slave, Job. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: She wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with yellow lining and desert motifs. She has styled her white hair well, parting it to the right. She wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: She is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help her friends. She considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. She has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: She was born in a small desert village. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. She would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Meriele took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up whip and armor she uses now. Lacking all sense, she decided to go on an adventure. She picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and she has a rivalry with the church that dominates her actions

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 280 gp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 3'11" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He likes to wear brown tank tops with blue pants. His chestnut hair is well kept and his bushy mustache is tapered upwards at the ends. His eyes are blue and catlike.

Personality: He is highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Einkil was born on a far northern forest where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Marshal. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and he is greedy

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 400 gp.