Description: She wears a large hat to cast shadows over her face and wears ponchos to better hide her body. She carries a battered greatsword and tarnished monstrous two handed axe as well. Her crest is cut close to her head. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are red.

Personality: She is a hateful person. She taunts others and blames them for her problems. She is a thrill seeker, she laughs at people and throws down challenges. She is highly competitive and combative.

History: She was born on a small isolated farm. Havilar was born on a far eastern island where she grew up under the tutelage of her father, an expert Sailor. She bought a monstrous two handed axe and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: She has passion for adventuring and risk.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 1100 gp.

Description: A woman of a pale complexion, she prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for her hunting needs. She wears a Stetson hat to cover her moderate length red fur. She has blue eyes and a pastel hat with a white feather.

Personality: She likes to fabricate stories about her past exploits and how crazy she is, but in actuality she is rather bland. She is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: She was born several months after her mother was called into army service. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Sweet has worked very hard to control her curse. She would ruin relationships and cause injury. She was reprimanded several times before being given her current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: To end her boredom; and she feels that her past leaves her morally obligated to help

Flaws: Mundane, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Military, Criminal record. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 340 gp. Banded agate (13 gp). Obsidian (13 gp). Blue quartz (13 gp).

Description: She is dressed in earthy colors with a black and white handkerchief worn on her left side. She carries a battered monstrous two handed axe and tarnished hand crossbow as well. Her green crest is kept up in a ponytail inside a deerstalker hat. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: A grumpy gal she will invite people to lunch so she can critique them. Yet she still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. Flattery will make her almost putty in your hands.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Driindar was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. Through the years after Driindar was born, her father became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Driindar's father didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. She hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic, Selfish. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: He stands about 5'9" and wears a yellow collared shirt and white pants. He accessorizes with a black scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. He wears a small hat to cover his moderate length blonde hair. His eyes are a pleasant hazel.

Personality: He has always had a great fascination with Elven culture. He is used to getting what he wants. In part because he is a meticulous planner.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Elven people; and elven compassion

Ideals: Professionalism, Logical. Flaws: Racist, Insane. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears dark leathers with embroidery. He carries with him a set of glaives, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His crest is blue and very short. His red eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. He is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: Mozikth was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Warrior, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Warrior in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 600 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 dresses well, wearing violet shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. He has styled his silver hair well, parting it to the right. His brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He is underhanded and not above using his wealth and body to get others to do his bidding.

History: He was born in the north. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. He would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Gennal took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up greatsword and armor he uses now. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: To reunite with his old friends.

Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 2000 sp. Star rose quartz (30 gp). Onyx (30 gp). Bloodstone (30 gp). 1 Masterwork Heavy steel shield.

Description: An older woman who prefers to wear grey pants and tee shirts, she is not a threatening figure. She has done her best to style her red hair to look like a famous performer. This violet eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. She does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: She was born in a small mountains village. Her father took her hunting and taught her how to get in the mind of other creatures. She has achieved small success as a Barber.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Elven people; and elven compassion

Flaws: Cynical, Insomniac, Racist. Bonds: Nature, Job. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 800 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.