Description: He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 4'3" when asserting himself. His white hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. His amber unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist, Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 90 gp. Bloodstone (50 gp). Star rose quartz (50 gp). 1 Chain shirt.

Description: A well shaped woman just over fifty, she is wearing a tight black one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. Her white hair is thinning but still full. She has white eyes and a black hat with a green feather.

Personality: She is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help her friends. She considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Damaia is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Damaia liked to wander the woods near her home when she was young, something she still likes to do at least once a week. She never liked modest clothing or shoes, so she would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and she developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. She has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: She is content; and wants to raise her children well

Ideals: Optimist, Justice. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Nature, Family. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Speaks in third person

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

Description: He stands about 5'7" and wears long strands of sapphire and short white dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. He sports a long brown beard, and similarly colored long hair. His green eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: He is a man who does what he needs to. He will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The father sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. He saw this and took pride in his father's willingness to do anything to win. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: A rival would like him out of the picture.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 40000 cp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (1000 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (600 gp). Jeweled anklet (3000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

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 a tan tunic with white highlights, and long violet pants that bunch up around his shoes. His moppish silver hair is in a traditional bowl cut. His fierce violet eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: When he was but 5 years old his parents immigrated from the north. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: Marry his sister to traveling adventurers; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Optimist, Persistence. Bonds: Immigrant, Religious, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: Just what you see.