Description: This exceptionally lanky woman has the majority of her body covered in plate. Her hair is cut close to her head. She has green eyes.

Personality: She dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the east. She invented a lineage for herself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: She was raised by priests from a young age. She was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. 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: To reunite with her old friends; and she has a rivalry with the church that dominates her actions

Ideals: Pacifist. Bonds: Adventurer, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Detective

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 20 gp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears skinny pants and wears a tan and grey robe with the hood down. He sports a flattop hair cut. His eyes are likewise green. His teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: He believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: Riardon lived on a farm with his father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. Riardon abandoned his home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. He survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. He did whatever it took for him to survive. By chance he met his sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: An old rival family wants him found.

Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 200 sp. Amber (90 gp).

Description: She wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress), but does not cut a very imposing figure. She walks with a slouch but will stand straight to her full 6'1" when asserting herself. Her long bronze crest is drawn into a two foot long braid. She has gold eyes.

Personality: She is a Mercenary first and foremost. She believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. She loves her children and doesn't want them to worry about her. She loves to share her singing with anyone who is interested.

History: Born in the south her family was never financially stable. After coming to the age of reason, Jheri took it upon herself to study the druidic arts in their entirety; because of this, she was labeled a dark omen and banished from her homeland. She now owns her own business.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Mercenary and was forced into it by her family; and her spouse's relatives view her with great suspicion

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Bonds: Job, Family, Poor. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: This malnourished man wears a worn and beaten armor. He wears his brown hair up in a very large beehive style do. His violet eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. He also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: When he was but 7 years old his parents immigrated from the north. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the north were limited. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Heward fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He's in love.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Has a crush, Immigrant. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 70 gp. Tiger eye turquoise (14 gp).

Description: He is a pot bellied northern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He dresses in red turtlenecks beneath a brown coat with violet slacks. His long blonde hair reaches down to his waist. His gray eyes peer out from beneath his small red hat.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. The war was a terrible time for him, and Calcitro does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Calcitro was raised in a hard working conservative environment. When Calcitro reached his early adolescence his Halfling mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. After a long history of fighting, Calcitro and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Job. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 370 gp.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. His hair, while still mostly auburn, has prominent grey streaks. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Half-Elf in existence. A friendly and beautiful Half-Elf, he is rarely seen without a few beauties around his arms. Though a playboy in all rights, he is no lame duck.

History: Everard was born with his mother's beautiful face. While he appears to be a normal Half-Elf, 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 drifted from career to career and currently works as a Bowyer.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 3000 cp.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears a black collared shirt and tan pants. He accessorizes with a brown scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt. He has moderate length silver hair. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. A true patriot, Mamnen would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. While he appears to be a normal Tiefling, 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 been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: He would like to get married and retire; and he wants to get laid

Ideals: Joker, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Military, Has a crush. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: This eastern man is abnormally tall. He wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. His whole body is exceptionally muscular. His white hair and beard is wavy and long. His green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: He was born in the east, but his parents moved at a very young age to the west. His parents died when he was young, and he was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Quarion grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Quarion. He has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: 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; and he has decided he is irredeemable

Ideals: Persistence, Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 80 gp.

Description: He stands about 5'7" and is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His hair is golden and curly. 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 fixated on the number 15. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Elven companion (his 'brother'). When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac, Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 3000 cp. 1 Breastplate.