Description: With brown face paint in a stripe pattern across her face, she is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing grey cape and mantle trimmed with soft white waves gently in the breeze. Her long brown hair reaches down to her waist. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: She has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. She is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with her big mouthed big gutted partner. Her partner is her best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. She claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day she will do what she thinks is right.

History: Her history is one of pain. She was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves her parents kept. She was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: She has passion for adventuring and risk; and she is greedy

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Slave. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 80 gp. 3 Acid flasks.

Description: He wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a red coat, and he perpetually has his bastard sword ready. His red hair has been sun bleached extensively. His amber eyes peer out from beneath his broad red hat.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Being born in the west, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the west for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. 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. Ozyman fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion.

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Bonds: Slave, Mentor, Family. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 10000 cp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This eastern man typically wears red cloth garments or leather armor. His clothes are grease stained in places. His hair, while still mostly auburn, has prominent grey streaks. His eyes are a pleasant amber.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He disdains his fellow easterners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He was raised in a forest tribe. His parents divorced when he was young, and his father gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his father, who blamed him for driving them apart. He bought a shortspear and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Server

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 1500 sp.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. He has a brown handlebar mustache and slicked back brown hair. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Orsik isn't afraid of most anything. He has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Dwarven unity. He is kind towards other men and children and will generally offer men help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to him.

History: A child with a great deal of painting talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He has had some formal painting training, and achieved minor success. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and he feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable, Philantrophist, Artistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: Just what you see.