Description: Standing 5'10", this woman wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. She conceals her halberd with her veritable burlap sack of a shirt. She keeps her yellow fur in a flapper bob. Her fierce hazel eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: She hates dire rats. She views them as having robbed her home of its proper glory. She is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. She likes to tell stories.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Dagger was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. She dropped out of school before completing her studies. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by dire rats. Dagger was horrified and prayed that her mother was alright. However, she heard that her mother had died fighting off the dire rats.

Motivation: Her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by dire rats, and she desires to right it.

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Enemies, Mentor. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 70 gp. A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (150 gp). 1 Breastplate.

Description: This woman wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. She conceals her warhammer with her veritable burlap sack of a shirt. She is muscular with a powerful set of arms. Her auburn hair is smooth and relatively long. She has gleaming, smiling gray eyes.

Personality: Quiet and reserved she prefers to listen than to talk. She will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. She will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. She cares deeply for her spouse and does her best to make sure her guests look presentable.

History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. From there she went from mercenary job to mercenary job. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and to reunite with her old friends

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: In love, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 600 sp. 1 Bullseye lantern.

Description: This malnourished man wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He has a long white beard with little hanging trinkets. He is missing an eye and his face is severely sunburned. His one remaining eye shines gray.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He is a thrill seeker, he laughs at people and throws down challenges. He is highly competitive and combative.

History: Baern 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. He found a children's book about a Dwarf Sorcerer who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. He modeled his life after the story, seeing himself destined a hero. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: He desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 2000 cp.

Description: He wears white leather gloves, a white jacket, and tight pants. He cuts an attractive figure and his suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. His black hair is cut short. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

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 however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He is untrained/undisciplined, which makes him dangerous.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane, Cynical. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: She is a physically imposing dark-skinned woman. She wears just a blue suit. She has dyed her greying silver hair a little too much giving a sharp silver color. Her eyes are green and beady.

Personality: She is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as she rather likes the sound of her voice. Her demeanor is somewhat feminine. She is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: Virra lived on a farm with her father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. There was a wharf not far from home where she often wandered off to fish. She has since lost track of the people in her past.

Motivation: She's looking for her big break.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Family, Nature. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Dark and lean, she is a relatively plain woman. She is wearing a long, blue, dusty cloak. With bright chestnut hair. Her amber eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: She can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. She also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: Sold as a small child to a brothel owner, Quilla was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. After coming to the age of reason, Quilla took it upon herself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, she was labeled a dark omen and banished from her homeland. She has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: Meet up once more with her childhood friend; and she's in love

Ideals: Gifted, Justice. Bonds: Has a crush, Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She tends to wear a large green jacket. She has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. She has done her best to style her red crest to look like a famous performer. Her fierce red eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Jezean is a sociable creature first and foremost. She loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. She can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. A friendly and beautiful Dragonborn, she is rarely seen without a few beauties around her arms. Though a playboy in all rights, she is no lame duck.

History: Jezean was raised in a hard working conservative environment. When the war came and ruined her parents she was left adrift. She was a hard woman then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. She has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: She has a crush on the local Bricklayer; and she is unsatisfied with her job

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Insane, PTSD. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 150 pp.

Description: She wears a brown vest with golden trim over her white shirt. Her black leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and her brown boots flare out at the collars, but does not cut a very imposing figure. She walks with a slouch but will stand straight to her full 4'0" when asserting herself. Her hair is black and very short. She was beautiful and young once, which still shows through her age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: She is highly sensitive about her name. She loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. She lacks restraint and is impulsive. She jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: She was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for her. It may also be what makes her so good at details. 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. She hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To be a Sellsword again; and to prove her worth to the world

Flaws: Sensitive, Impulsive, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

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 custom-built plate barding that's adorned with white lining and desert motifs. His blonde hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He has amber eyes and a white hat with a black feather.

Personality: He is unhospitable to his core. His small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. He invites people to come help in his community garden.

History: He was raised in a desert tribe. Through the years after Darrow was born, his mother became increasingly distant from his family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Darrow's mother didn't care for him much, and the feeling was mutual. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of his brother; and regain custody of his daughter

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature, Family. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: Just what you see.