Description: She wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. She carries a battered warhammer and tarnished monstrous two handed axe as well. Her auburn hair is matted, messy, and big. Her hazel eyes peer out from beneath her Stetson tan hat.

Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. She has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: She was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. In her 18th year, while out on a day-trip, she returned to find her hometown burning and destroyed. She found her father impaled in their home, and her mother beheaded. She saw the woman who walked out, and charged her in a blind rage. The woman easily evaded and defeated her, leaving her to live broken and terrified. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Duvamil fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to end her boredom

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Fearful. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 30000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He typically wears black cloth garments or leather armor. He is portly but not overly obese. His brass crest is knotted and matted. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He plays an instrument quite well.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered south to less war torn lands. He saw the violence of war and the aftermath so he converted to religion and dedicated himself to non-violence.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Philantrophist, Artistic. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, he wears a white top hat and white clothes. His hair is always cut to a buzz. His eyes are green.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Nybarg's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world.

Ideals: Impeccable, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Mentor, Religious. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 9000 cp. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: This man is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing brown cape and mantle trimmed with soft red waves gently in the breeze. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His brown hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He misses his glory days as an athlete. He does not mind his job, but it is boring in comparison. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Like his father and his brother before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Marshal. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Rich, Religious, Job. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 3000 sp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This southern man wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his sai with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His clothes are grease stained in places. He has dyed his greying chestnut hair a little too much giving a sharp chestnut color. He has gold eyes.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating he would invite many more into his home than his spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Morthos grew up listening to his mother's many stories. He found a children's book about a Tiefling Bard who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He has dedicated himself to building a better kind of golem.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear; and he wants to meet his childhood hero

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 40 gp.