Description: 4'11" and muscular, this northern woman wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. She has slicked back white hair. Her eyes are blue and she is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: She is a woman who does what she needs to. She will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. She works hard and plays hard.

History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. 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. Recently she has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and she will attempt to ambush and attack anyone she thinks she can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, she will try to sell them to her slave-trader contact

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 6000 cp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'3" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He usually wears his black robe and has his shortspear always slung over his shoulder. He wears a top hat to cover his moderate length purple hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Fenriz's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He disdains his fellow northerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for him; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 60000 cp. Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp).

Description: She is dressed in a clean brown cloak covering her clean studded leather, and she perpetually has her shortbow ready. Her cinnamon fur is thinning but still full. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.

Personality: She runs her personal life as if detached from it. She organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits she will get from it. She is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Raised by wardens she was only a novice when dire rats swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. In her 18th year, her parents were killed by a dire rats raid, leaving Cloak alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, she was adopted. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Selfish. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 200 gp. Red-brown spinel (150 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She is a small woman, but exceptionally fit. She wears tan trousers with brown and pastel striped suspenders. She wears various colorful collared shirts. She has dyed her greying red hair a little too much giving a sharp red color. She has gleaming, smiling brown eyes.

Personality: Unvera speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. She is clearly well-traveled and educated. She tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: She was born in a small desert village. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Unvera took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up shortspear and armor she uses now. She bought a shortspear and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and she doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable, Optimist. Bonds: Nature, Slave. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 90 gp.