Description: She dresses well, wearing black shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time, and she perpetually has her greataxe ready. Her crest is brass and curly. Her face is full, her cheeks are rosy, and she always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in her gold eyes.

Personality: She takes her job very seriously, in part because she fears she cannot get a new one. She has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: Mijira lived on a farm with her father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Her first spouse was a Bellfounder, they had one daughter, but her spouse won total custody. Without her spouse to temper her she grew out of control. She has achieved small success as a Bather.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and her relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Family. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 10 pp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: His skin has the orange glow of too much sun. He wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. His hair is short and brown. His eyes are likewise gray. His teeth are white and perfect.

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: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. He worked as a nervous Cartwright and found it very stressful. He now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 140 gp. Alexandrite (300 gp). 1 Banded mail.

Description: This western woman wears a blue shirt with thin tan vertical stripes and grey pants. Her clothes are grease stained in places. She keeps her long black hair kept up in a rat tail. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: Calm and collected, she is a well trained Brewer. She is a great chef.

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. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to her current location. She ran away from her former home and has been making her living as a Brewer for the past few years.

Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Brewer responsibilities is difficult; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Job, Military. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 240 gp. 1 Masterwork Thieves’ tools.

Description: She wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized yellow coat. She carries with her a set of rapiers on her belt, each one with a topaz on the hilt. She is bald on top and has large blonde tufts of hair around her ears. She has a dull look in her green eyes.

Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. She keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to her own.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. After coming to the age of reason, Irann 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 was granted necromantic powers by her dying brother.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and to end her boredom

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 300 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: He is well dressed, constantly wearing a black suit, brown shirt, and violet tie, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'4" when asserting himself. His hair is long and blonde with streaks of red, and is pulled back with small black clips. His beard is red, braided, and well cared for. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is irascible and easily irritated. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Hûmgrat was born with his mother's beautiful face. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Hûmgrat took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up pickaxe and armor he uses now. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 100 gp. Silver pearl (130 gp).

Description: This man stands a little under 6'8" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He has the majority of his body covered in plate. He has styled his red hair well, parting it to the right. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. 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, Bork is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Bork was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. While he appears to be a normal Half-Orc, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and wants a kiss

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Insane, Ugly. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 300 sp. Azurite (15 gp).

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking western young adult. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. He wears a broad hat to hide his balding. He is baby faced.

Personality: He is curt in most of his responses. He prefers to keep his word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. His father was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and money/treasure

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Slave, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 140 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: She is lean but muscular and is dressed in a clean black cloak covering her clean studded leather. She has moderate length brown hair. She has several tiny topaz earrings on each ear.

Personality: She is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, she's a very lovable idiot. She receives visions of the future at random moments

History: She was born in the east. Pyra was born on a far eastern island where she grew up under the tutelage of her father, an expert Priest. She was granted necromantic powers by her dying brother.

Motivation: She is greedy; and money/treasure

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 8000 cp.

Description: He wears a brown armored body suit, with a simple tan line shooting up and back down. He is bald on top and has large red tufts of hair around his ears. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for him. He lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. 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 not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and he has money and likes to spend it

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Selfish. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item.