Description: She wears a simple blue robe with red stripes complete with hood, and she perpetually has her rapier ready. She has done her best to style her brown hair to look like a famous performer. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: She dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the east. She is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: Trained by her father for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon 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 island due to the painful memories there. Shava took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up rapier and armor she uses now. 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. Shava 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; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting, Pacifist. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Military, Nature. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. His chestnut hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. He has gleaming, smiling blue eyes.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove him into the Herbalist business.

History: When he was but 4 years old his parents immigrated from the south. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He left for the south, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and he desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Persistence. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: Amber (70 gp). Azurite (5 gp).

Description: This slender woman stands about 6'0". She wears baggy green pantaloons and a tan scarf. Her hair is black and curly. Her black eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: She likes to fabricate stories about her past exploits and how crazy she is, but in actuality she is rather bland. Her temper goes off on the smallest of things. She tends to lash out at those around her.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her mother always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a large cave. She would wander through that large cave 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Lilith took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up hand crossbow and armor she uses now. She has since married many spouses, only to have them die. She claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: She loathes her own lifestyle; and she's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Mundane, Antagonistic, Depressed. Bonds: Nature, In love. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 1100 gp. Hematite (4 gp). Rich purple corundum (1200 gp). Malachite (4 gp).

Description: He is an average looking western male in his early mid-life. He wears a black vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His grey leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his black boots flare out at the collars. He keeps his long blue hair kept up in a rat tail. His eyes are silver and catlike.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 46. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Mantus was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

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

Ideals: Logical, Optimist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Military, Job. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 4000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.