Description: She is generally shirtless and showing off her tattooed chest, and she perpetually has her flail ready. Her silver crest is braided into rings. Her red eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She's a bit of a prankster. She knows she is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. She has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: She was born on a small isolated farm. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. 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: She is terrified, and will act out of fear; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 60 pp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what she was had she not made sure her armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit she wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. She usually doesn't wear a shirt. She has shaved her head bald. Her eyes are violet.

Personality: She is a melancholic, but persistent worker. She resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. She will do just about anything if she becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this she is easily convinced.

History: Gifted from a young age, Morana studied abroad. A freak accident while working with her Courier mother left her crippled. She has recently attracted an admirer that believes she's playing hard to get.

Motivation: Her spouse's relatives view her with great suspicion; and she feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Depressed, Disease. Bonds: Has a crush, Family. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: German accent

Possessions: 1500 sp. 1 Masterwork studded leather.

Description: With blue face paint in a stripe pattern across his face, he is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Bricklayer. His chestnut hair, when down, is lengthy. His amber eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. He has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Rolf was born on a far western mountains where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Bricklayer. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Rolf fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Addict, Hedonist. Bonds: Poor, Religious, Immigrant. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: He wears dull grey sweaters, loose violet pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed falchion, just in case. His hair, while still mostly brown, has prominent grey streaks. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: Nuraval was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his father was employed at, doing general labor. Nuraval was a troubled youth. He spent his days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent his evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Nuraval decided he wanted neither the life of his father nor that of the evil petty criminals he associated with. During his early adolescence, he took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. He used his abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and he has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day

Flaws: Antagonistic, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 600 sp. Iolite (50 gp).