Description: She is a small woman, but exceptionally fit. She is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by her earthly robes.. She has moderate length green crest. Her eyes are red and catlike.

Personality: She is irascible and easily irritated. She constantly seizes attention wherever she goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. She likes to think of herself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. Through the years after Havilar was born, her father became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the east. Havilar's father didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable, Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Humans. His skin is dark but he possesses many tan ritualistic tattoos. He wears grey painted combat armor at almost all times. His chestnut hair is greasy and uncared for. His hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He snorts whenever he laughs or is feeling confident. He will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. At a young age he wooed the heart of his future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. 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. Roger fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and to prove his worth to the world

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: In love. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 60 gp.

Description: This woman wears a fancy pastel dress. She has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized opal on her left hand. Her red fur has been sun bleached extensively. Her copper eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Here is a woman who knows she is the smartest in the room. She talks down to others constantly. She can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her mother. Her childhood dream was to be a Body Guard, but she was a colossal failure. She's also a talented Body Guard, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor.

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 100 gp. Bloodstone (20 gp). 1 Banded mail. 1 Banded mail. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: 4'2" and lanky with angular features, she is an attractive figure. She is constantly adorned with expensive silk clothing, often dyed in bright brown and blue, and wears rings and necklaces with large, colorful gems. Her hair is auburn and very short. Her eyes are likewise hazel.

Personality: Her tongue was cut out and she uses sign language. On top of that she is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to her employer will always come first she doesn't like to hit women.

History: Born in the south to a Apothecary, Nalaed learned a great deal about her mother's area of expertise. She made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. She now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: To settle down with her crush; and she's in love

Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Has a crush, Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 40 gp. Solid gold idol (200 gp).

Description: This eastern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He sports violet clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. He has red hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Hadarai speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Breastplate. 1 Breastplate.

Description: He is of a modest build and height, but he carries himself more imposing than he is. He wears skinny pants and wears a violet and black robe with the hood down. He has done his best to style his red hair to look like a famous performer. His eyes are violet.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. He has a small toy that he constantly fidgets with.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. He was an apprentice working in his father's forge. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Ploughman for hire.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions; and he will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Military, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 130 gp.

Description: She is a pot bellied southern woman with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. She wears a black collared shirt and pastel skirt. She accessorizes with a tan scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across her shirt. Her golden hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Kabbarg speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. She is clearly well-traveled and educated. She is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of her. She is by nature obliging.

History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. Her mother was very strict, and drilled into her lessons on being the perfect lady. She is untrained/undisciplined, which makes her dangerous.

Motivation: She doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes; and she is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable. Flaws: Insane, Shy. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He prefers to wear green pants and tee shirts. His red crest is matted, messy, and big. His eyes are a pleasant red.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and he feels threatened by others

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 180 gp.

Description: This exceptionally lanky woman wears many layers of old clothing at all times. She sports a flattop hair cut. She has a tattooed face.

Personality: The woman has a huge range of feeling. She will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how she will be a better person from this day on. 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. While she appears to be a normal Tiefling, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She 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.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Emotional, Forgetful, Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 160 gp.