Description: She has a missing right arm. She has a large tan mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into her violet robe. Her auburn hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.

Personality: A deeply religious woman she believes everything happens for a reason. She is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Shamil took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up scythe and armor she uses now. She bought a scythe and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: She is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Religious, Nature. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 22000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over his head. His golden hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He has gleaming, smiling violet eyes.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Pallabar took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up greatsword and armor he uses now. Being a Map Maker kept his interest for a while, but then he became depressed and bored. So he turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and money/treasure

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: She stands about 5'5" and 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 right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. She has wavy chestnut hair. Her fierce blue eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: She is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before her hampering stammer kicks in. She seeks to pay back kindness whenever she gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip she always seeks to do solids for her friends.

History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. She was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. Her spouse died of illness and she inherited everything. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 1400 sp.

Description: This eastern man is abnormally tall. He is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright black and brown, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. He has moderate length silver hair. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are blue.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Tûmûg isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Half-Orc unity. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Miller arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. He graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. He advanced relatively quickly due to his good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Tûmûg fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 4000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.