Description: He wears black robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a shield, but if one is not available he will default to his greatsword. He carries a battered shield and tarnished greatsword as well. His black hair, when down, is lengthy. His red eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. 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, Nicor is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, he was no stranger to responsibility. In his 14th year, while out on a day-trip, he returned to find his hometown burning and destroyed. He found his father impaled in their home, and his mother beheaded. He saw the man who walked out, and charged him in a blind rage. The man easily evaded and defeated him, leaving him to live broken and terrified. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Nicor fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety.

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. She wears a tight fitting grey shirt and pants. Beneath her clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. Her silver hair is matted, messy, and big. Her blue eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She has a good heart but also a terrible temper. She will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. She is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes her no end of embarrassment.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. Her parents divorced when she was young, and her father gained full cudstody. She was regularly beaten by her father, who blamed her for driving them apart. After a long history of fighting, Galiena and her spouse have recently divorced.

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

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Forgetful. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Barber

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: She is a paragon of her species. She is larger and stronger than most Halflings. Her skin is light but she possesses many grey ritualistic tattoos. She wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. Her white hair is heavily combed to the right. Her brown eyes peer out from beneath her broad white hat.

Personality: She has a good heart but also a terrible temper. She will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. Around other people she will do her best to conceal her emotions and appear jolly.

History: She was born in the south, but her parents moved at a very young age to the east. In her 16th year, while out on a day-trip, she returned to find her hometown burning and destroyed. She found her father impaled in their home, and her mother beheaded. She saw the woman who walked out, and charged her in a blind rage. The woman easily evaded and defeated her, leaving her to live broken and terrified. After a long history of fighting, Shaena and her spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: Retire the richest woman in the south; and she is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic, Shy, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 6000 cp. Brown-green garnet (160 gp).

Description: This western woman's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, she slurs her words together. She wears a black broad hat and black clothes. Her blue hair is matted, messy, and big. She is baby faced.

Personality: She is fixated on the number 76. 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 invented a lineage for herself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: She was born at the edge of vast plains. Over the years she perfected her riding and shooting skills. She's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: She is wracked by social anxiety; and she desires power and/or immortality

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Addict, Fearful. Bonds: Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (70 gp).

Description: He is a mite stocky and usually wears his violet robe and has his crossbow always slung over his shoulder. He keeps his brown hair in a flapper bob. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Suhnae was raised in a hard working conservative environment. As a young adult he joined a group advocating for an improvement in Half-Elven conditions. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Priest.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and to clean up the streets

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Fearful, Racist. Bonds: Job, Guardian. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 170 gp.

Description: A moderately attractive woman, she is dressed in an above average manner. Her white hair is braided into rings. Her brown eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: She will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken her opponents. Despite her formidable combat skills she remains a coward. She has all her life been fascinated with writing.

History: She was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. She dropped out of school before completing her studies. Now she works as a writing tutor during her time off.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: This tall, slender man is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Tailor. He keeps his copper crest in a pixie cut. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is overprotective of those who hire his services. He does not believe in violence as a means to an end. He is a dedicated Tailor but believes his peers are too gung-ho.

History: Zedaar hails from a village terrorized by giants. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He bought a scythe and has really upped his game hunting, due to his understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and he wants revenge against giants

Ideals: Pacifist. Bonds: Guardian, Enemies, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 3200 sp.

Description: She wears dull brown sweaters, loose grey pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath her sweater she keeps a concealed kukri, just in case. She has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. She keeps her white hair in a flapper bob. Her face is full, her cheeks are rosy, and she always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in her violet eyes.

Personality: She thrives on attention. She does whatever is in her power to gain the attention of whomever she deems a fit date. She is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: The child of northern immigrants she idolized her father. She was an apprentice working in her father's forge. She's also a talented Masseuse, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Sellsword responsibilities is difficult; and further expansion of business

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 700 sp. 1 Backpack.

Description: She is a small woman, but exceptionally fit. She is wearing a long, tan, dusty cloak. She wears a top hat to hide her balding. She is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: She is intelligent and cunning, but she will too often allow her rage to get the better of her. She will lose her cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. She is ready at a moment's notice to give into her darker urges. She is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. She often ends up burning people alive in the fires she starts.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her father always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. Since her father passed away years ago, her mother 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. Some 7 years later her spouse died after the birth of her son. Heartbroken, Roywyn never married again. Instead she focused her life to raising her son whom she trained as her father had trained her before.

Motivation: She possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal; 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. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, In love, Criminal record. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.