Description: This woman is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. She wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized grey coat. Her hair is always cut to a buzz. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: She hates brigands. She views them as having robbed her home of its proper glory. She receives visions of the future at random moments

History: Born to a Bowyer, her father struggled to pay the bills. Ostracized due to the necromantic powers of her oldest sister, she and her siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Dwarves became a terror of the countryside. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to brigands demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: A deep hatred of brigands; and many brigands want her driven away

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies, Poor. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 120 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: She is a physically imposing light-skinned woman. She wears a yellow cloak and cross-gartered grey stockings. She wears her black hair down. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

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. Her brief stint in the army gave her the idea she was invincible and that she is the toughest woman alive.

History: Elysande hails from a village terrorized by giants. Cursed with a spirit at a very young age, Elysande has worked very hard to control her curse. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.

Motivation: Her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and she desires to right it; and she wants revenge against giants

Flaws: Emotional, Disease. Bonds: Military, Enemies. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 2000 sp.

Description: He likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather, and he perpetually has his sai ready. His gray fur, when down, is lengthy. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. 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: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: His name or reputation has been wronged in the past by dire rats, and he desires to right it; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Enemies, Religious. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 7000 sp. Freshwater pearl (5 gp). Amethyst (130 gp). Moss agate (5 gp). Golden pearl (130 gp). Jet (130 gp). Aquamarine (300 gp).

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears light armors faded through time and improper care. His red hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. He couldn't stand his childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with his mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. After a long history of fighting, Purban and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Mentor. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: Just what you see.