Description: A pudgy woman standing about 6'3" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She is generally shirtless and showing off her tattooed chest. She keeps her long rusty crest kept up in a rat tail. This gold eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic woman, Arava's first love is herself. Her second love is also herself. She has a habit of throwing herself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, she was no stranger to responsibility. Like her mother and her brother before her, after school she went straight into learning to become a Assassin. She has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Assassin.

Motivation: Her religion dominates her actions; and she seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Impulsive, Mundane. Bonds: Religious, Job. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a simple grey robe with violet stripes complete with hood. His hair is cut close to his head. His fierce gray eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist he will grow angry at them.

History: Uraim lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered north to less war torn lands. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and to unite with his brother

Flaws: Depressed, Antagonistic, PTSD, Greedy. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 360 gp.

Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). Her crest is rusty and very short. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.

Personality: She is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks her mind. Despite her manner, she is extremely passionate and proud of her job, and she prides herself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

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 came of age, she joined a caravan that would eventually take her to the capital. She would practice along the way and, when she arrived, be apprenticed to a Guard. She became a Guard soon after.

Motivation: To be a Fletcher again; and balancing her hectic life and new guard responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Job, Military. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: A well shaped woman just over fifty, she wears well tailored gowns and hats with beautiful decoration. She is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. Her black hair is heavily combed to the right. She wears a mask on her face.

Personality: She is mildly Gnome supremacist, though she does not identify as such. She is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Gnomes.

History: She comes from a rich northern family. Symma abandoned her home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. She survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. She did whatever it took for her to survive. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Marry her sister to traveling adventurers; and to reunite with her absent mother

Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: Just what you see.