Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he wears white robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a scythe, but if one is not available he will default to his scimitar. He keeps his long golden hair kept up in a rat tail. His eyes are a pleasant hazel.

Personality: Prone to second guessing himself, he comes off as nervous. He will do just about anything if he becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this he is easily convinced.

History: Heir to a fortune, his parents put a great deal of effort into curing his disease. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He wants to get laid.

Flaws: Shy, Disease. Bonds: Has a crush, Rich. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 1700 gp.

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 robe, a symbol of his god around his neck, and a monstrous two handed axe on his belt. He keeps his long silver hair kept up in a rat tail. His eyes are hazel.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Traki will drive conversation. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety.

Ideals: Fighting, Extrovert. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: Standing 5'3", this woman wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. She usually doesn't wear a shirt. She sports a flattop hair cut. Her violet eyes peer out from beneath her top tan hat.

Personality: She likes to make people angry or surprised. 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, Naivara is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: Naivara was raised in a hard working conservative environment. 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. She has worked as a Map Maker like her father before her.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and to be a gardener again

Ideals: Justice, Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 400 gp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (600 gp).

Description: She has the majority of her body covered in plate, and carries quarterstaffs. Her crest, while still mostly black, has prominent grey streaks. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

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 is used to getting what she wants. In part because she is a meticulous planner.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Daar was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. Daar 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. 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. Daar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes; and marry her brother to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Professionalism. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 80 pp.

Description: This tall, slender woman wears a red vest and prefers white and black shirts. Her boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. Her long golden hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She acts crazy and hedonistic. She invites people to come help in her community garden.

History: She was born on a small isolated farm. While she appears to be a normal Halfling, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She used her abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and she is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Hedonist. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 60000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.