Description: She is of a modest build and height, but she carries herself more imposing than she is. She is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. Her hair is long and chestnut with streaks of red, and is pulled back with small yellow clips. This brown eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: She fancies herself a trickster and likes to rely on her wits to carry the day. She cares for her older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. She is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: Trained by her mother for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. Her mother was a soldier and died while she was still young. Quillathe was left her mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. When her spouse passed she lost her only source of income but claims to her sons to still be retired.

Motivation: To reunite with her absent mother; and to unite with her sister

Ideals: Logical. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Family, Military. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: This man wears a black shirt, with a blue mid length shorts with blue tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them, and sports empty pouches on his belt. His auburn hair is singed and shortened. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are violet.

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. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Joker, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 4000 cp.

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He wears a colorful flower in his brown hair. His gray eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. Energy wise he seems alert and responsive.

History: Godfrey was born with his father's beautiful face. Since his father passed away years ago, his mother had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. After a long history of fighting, Godfrey and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Athletic, Passionate, Professionalism. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He dresses well, wearing green shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. His rusty crest is thinning but still full. His eyes are gold and catlike.

Personality: He is happy with his job as a Spy. He turns his eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. He works hard and plays hard.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his mother always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To be a Unemployed again; and balancing his hectic life and new spy responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Hedonist, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Nature. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 700 sp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his crossbow with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He carries with him a set of crossbows, each one with a topaz on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He wears a colorful flower in his red hair. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with music. He constantly tries to fill his life with music. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: He was born in a small island village. His mother took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 100 gp. Deep green spinel (80 gp). Sard (30 gp). Coral (80 gp).

Description: He has a missing right arm. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His brass crest, when down, is lengthy. His eyes are red and catlike.

Personality: Donaar wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Sorcerer, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Disciplined, Fighting. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 18000 cp.

Description: A man with a cold, calculating air about him, he wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally he sports a violet coat. He has dyed his greying chestnut hair a little too much giving a sharp chestnut color. He wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. When Varis reached his early adolescence his Half-Elf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Laborer for hire.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Joker, Extrovert. Bonds: Military, Job, Slave. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: She dresses like a well dressed Masseuse does. She is portly but not overly obese. Her fur is brown and very short. Her ears are large.

Personality: Quiet and reserved she prefers to listen than to talk. She will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. She is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. She was one of the best in her class, and was picked up by her current employer. She quickly showed her capability and was soon promoted to a head role. She now owns her own business.

Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Job, Religious. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: Silver chalice with lapis lazuli gems (150 gp). 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. He is wearing a long, tan, dusty cloak. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His chestnut hair is unkempt and raggedy. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Varis is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. Through the years after Varis was born, his father became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Varis's father didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

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

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Slave, Poor. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 280 gp.