Description: A well shaped woman just over fifty, she wears tan robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a nunchaku, but if one is not available she will default to her sickle. She has a long red ponytail with little hanging trinkets. Her gray eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: The woman has a huge range of feeling. She will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how she will be a better person from this day on. She is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: She was born into a rich family. Her father was very strict, and drilled into her lessons on being the perfect lady. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.

Motivation: She feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world; and money/treasure

Ideals: Gifted, Impeccable. Flaws: Emotional. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Mercenary

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

Possessions: 16000 cp. 4 Thunderstones. 4 Thunderstones. 2 Alchemist’s fire.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears red leather gloves, a red jacket, and tight pants. His black hair has been sun bleached extensively. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. In his youth he was a Blacksmith, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger brother on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Opinionated, Fighting. Flaws: Impulsive, PTSD. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 7000 sp.

Description: He wears skinny pants and wears a black and white robe with the hood down. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His red crest is knotted and matted. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when drow swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. There was a wharf not far from home where he often wandered off to fish. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and many drow want him driven away

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Enemies, Religious, Nature. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 7000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man usually wears his grey robe and has his whip always slung over his shoulder. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized opal on his left hand. His moppish brown hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are gray.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. Ostracized due to the necromantic powers of his oldest brother, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Humans became a terror of the countryside. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 800 sp.