Description: This woman is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of her veins is visible when she is not flexing. Her shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for her due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. She keeps her brass crest in a pixie cut. She wears a mask on her face.

Personality: She is envious of other's things. She hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that she so desires. She does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for her. She lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: She was born on a small isolated farm. Being born in the west, she completed her medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. She returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. She was a general practitioner in the west for years, until she, through no fault of her own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal she made her way east. By chance she met her sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: An old rival family wants her found; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Family. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 2000 cp. A miniature (3 inch) silver gauntlet, trimmed in mother-of-pearl (90 gp).

Description: He has a missing left arm. He wears silk and lounges about seductively. He wears his brown hair up in a very large beehive style do. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Sindri was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Opinionated, Joker. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 150 gp.

Description: A man with a warm, jovial air about him, he is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright blue and grey, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. His hair is black and curly. His eyes are hazel and he is always smoking a pipe.

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 dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: His mother raised him in a mountain cabin. He dropped out of school before completing his studies. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Meet up once more with his childhood friend; and he's looking for his big break

Ideals: Optimist, Logical. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 2000 cp. Aquamarine (200 gp).

Description: This slender woman stands about 5'6". She is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by her earthly robes.. Her white fur is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: She is a sleazy, sleazy gal. She has no qualms about using her powers of suggestion to get people to do what she wants. She is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in her opinion.

History: The child of northern immigrants she idolized her mother. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Tabaxis in Trail's homeland. Trail decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Trail fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and money/treasure

Ideals: Opinionated, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what he was had he not made sure his armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit he wears dull brown sweaters, loose black pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath his sweater he keeps a concealed longbow, just in case. His golden hair is lengthy. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He has two modes he varies between. On the job he is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job he is a party animal. 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, Alberich is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: A powerful wizard made him what he is. He was one of the best in his class, and was picked up by his current employer. He quickly showed his capability and was soon promoted to a head role. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: To be a Shoemaker again; and expand his business

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Mentor. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 100 sp.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing tan cape and mantle trimmed with soft black waves gently in the breeze. His long silver hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His eyes are brown and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. Despite his manner, he is extremely passionate and proud of his job, and he prides himself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Masseuse arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. In his youth he was a Brewer, and wanted to be a champion fighter when he grew up. He was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives he lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. He saw the brutality and swore off his fighting aspirations, taking his younger brother on his back after seeing his parents die, and fled the country. He has achieved small success as a Masseuse.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, PTSD. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 100 gp. Jade (60 gp). 1 Masterwork manacles.

Description: He wears a red collared shirt and brown pants. He accessorizes with a white scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. His auburn hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: Foxilon is a sociable creature first and foremost. He loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. He can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. He will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. He cares deeply for his spouse and does his best to make sure his guests look presentable.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a son. Since then, he has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: He is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Extrovert, Optimist. Bonds: In love, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is dressed in an above average manner. He wears a wide-brimmed hat to hide his balding. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Ar-Pratu's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. He refers to his adoptive mother for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. He has had some formal singing training, and achieved minor success. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Mason they were divorced and he won custody of their son. He worked as a Farmer, and he later adopted a second son.

Motivation: Regain custody of his son.

Ideals: Impeccable, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Poor. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: A well shaped woman just over fifty, she wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. She has purple hair. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: She is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. She has a small toy that she constantly fidgets with.

History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. When she came of age, she joined a caravan that would eventually take her to the capital. She would practice along the way and, when she arrived, be apprenticed to a Stableman. She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature glaive.

Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Stableman responsibilities is difficult; and she's in love

Flaws: Shy, Addict. Bonds: Poor, Job, Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: Just what you see.