Description: An imposing woman with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, she wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. She wears her silver hair up. Her gold eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: She is unhospitable to her core. Her small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. She is kind towards other women and children and will generally offer women help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to her.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. Like her father and her sister before her, after school she went straight into learning to become a Shipwright. She has achieved small success as a Shipwright.

Motivation: She has a crush on the local Farmer; and wants a kiss

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 10000 cp.

Description: This slender woman stands about 5'9". She wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. Her red hair is well kept. Her eyes are gray.

Personality: She is fixated on the number 80. She counts her steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. She seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Gifted from a young age, Aline studied abroad. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a ruined castle. She would wander through that ruined castle 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Aline took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up axe and armor she uses now. She was granted druidic powers by her dying sister.

Motivation: Wants her loneliness to end; and she's attracted to the pc

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Nature, Has a crush. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 1000 cp. Golden pearl (140 gp).

Description: This man wears just a tan suit. He is muscular with a powerful set of arms. His hair is chestnut and very short. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His father disappeared, and while he tried to raise money to find his father, he was betrayed dozens of times. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: To unite with his brother; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This woman is tall and muscular. She is dressed in earthy colors with a red and brown handkerchief worn on her right side. Her head has been shaved. Her hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: She is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. She is skeptical of what others tell her and is slow to trust.

History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the west. In her youth she was part of a gang. She got caught, but did not rat out her comrades and served her time in prison. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.

Motivation: She is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences her actions; and she is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 50 pp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: 4'1" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He prefers to wear flannel. His silver hair and beard is wavy and long. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Adrik wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Barbarian, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Adrik was born on a far southern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his father, an expert Armorer. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to clean up the streets

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 190 gp. 2 Thunderstones.

Description: A moderately attractive woman, she wears bulky grey painted plate armor. Her silver hair is still thick. Her amber eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: She is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. She will do just about anything if she becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this she is easily convinced.

History: Born to a Miller, her mother struggled to pay the bills. Since her mother passed away years ago, her father had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. She got away from her former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: She's in love; and she wants to get laid

Flaws: Addict, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Poor. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 1800 sp.

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 simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his flail with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He has a very tight haircut. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He receives visions of the future at random moments

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature flail.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: Just what you see.