Description: This exceptionally lanky woman prefers to wear green clothing when she does not wear armor. Her crest is rusty and very short. Her gold eyes are slightly larger than normal.

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. She feeds upon the attention of others.

History: Daar was born with her father's beautiful face. 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. She spent several years traveling with her friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: Regain custody of her son; and she's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 20 gp.

Description: She is in excellent shape and wears a blue collared shirt and brown skirt. She accessorizes with a pastel scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across her shirt. Her black hair is cut short. Her eyes are likewise violet. Her teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: She believes there is no problem she cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. She has a small toy that she constantly fidgets with.

History: Syllin lived on a farm with her mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Her mother was a mechanic, and taught her how to fix just about anything. One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Wants to raise her children well.

Ideals: Athletic, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 90 gp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: She is a pot bellied western woman with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. She dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. Her white hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Her violet eyes peer out from beneath her Stetson violet hat.

Personality: She goes out her way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one she won't accept into her heart. She has a habit of throwing herself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. She graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. She advanced relatively quickly due to her good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. Since then, she has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: To prove her worth to the world; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 210 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: She is a pot bellied western woman with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. She wears a white top hat and white clothes. Her silver hair is still thick. Her gray eyes dart from person to person.

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. She is cautious and jumpy. She reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: A child with a great deal of dancing talent her parents made sure she got the chance to thrive. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Half-Orcs in the west were limited. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: She has comitted a past crime that haunts her to this day; 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: Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Insane, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Server

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 60 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (300 gp).

Description: This eastern man wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. His clothes are grease stained in places. His golden hair is heavily combed to the right. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, he has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. He is however nostalgic and wants to reunite with his old comrades. He has some compunction and patriotism and will work for the government before all other clients.

History: Corkitron was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Sorcerer, 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 Sorcerer in service of a powerful lord somewhere. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. 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: Meet up once more with his childhood friend.

Ideals: Disciplined. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Baker

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 100 gp. Brown-green garnet (50 gp).

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears a tattered pair of loose black pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His blue hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a wide-brimmed hat. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: He was born in a small desert village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Melech took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up warhammer and armor he uses now. He bought a warhammer and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he's in love

Flaws: Selfish, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Mentor, Nature. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 80 gp.

Description: This man stands a little under 6'6" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears tattered old clothes. He keeps his copper crest in a pixie cut. His red eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Zedaar hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his poetry career. He is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered poetry. He has never given up on his poetry dream.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Artistic, Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Insomniac. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 500 sp. Jet (110 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He is dressed in earthy colors with a tan and grey handkerchief worn on his right side. With bright white hair and a scraggly beard. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines brown.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when dire rats swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. His father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his father was legitimate. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Athletic, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Antitoxin. 3 Tanglefoot bags.

Description: He very much looks the part of a Butcher. His hair, while still mostly golden, has prominent grey streaks. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. He moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep his interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Born in the east his family was never financially stable. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He has achieved small success as a Butcher.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Butcher responsibilities is difficult; and to be a shepherd again

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Job, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 130 gp. 1 Half-Plate.