Description: This woman is dressed in a clean red cloak covering her clean studded leather. She is muscular with a powerful set of arms. Sporting a chestnut mohawk this woman's hair draws a lot of attention. Her eyes are likewise brown. Her teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: She is not truly malevolent, but she is obsessed with poetry. She constantly tries to fill her life with poetry. She is afraid of women and trembles around them

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. 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 Cook. She has gone from town to town till she finds a spot where she can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and expand her business

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Military, Job. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 6000 sp. Rock crystal (80 gp). Coral (80 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

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 a white costume with the symbols of magic on his torso. He is bald on top and has large silver tufts of hair around his ears. His brown eyes peer out from beneath his Stetson white hat.

Personality: Stoic and calm, he prefers to meditate than take action. He is an amazing painter.

History: Gifted from a young age, Trey studied abroad. He inherited a moderately successful company from his mother. Under his leadership it has flourished, and using capital from his venture he effectively owns an entire region. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he is greedy

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 500 gp.

Description: He has a missing right arm. He wears just a yellow suit. He keeps his red hair in a pixie cut. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. His home and work are filled with various knick knacks he has acquired through the years. He cares a great deal for his adopted teenage daughter.

History: He was born at the edge of vast mountains. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. 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. Frederick fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: His spouse's relatives view him with great suspicion; and to unite with his brother

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Family, Nature. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: Alexandrite (1500 gp). Deep blue spinel (1500 gp). Rich purple corundum (900 gp). Brown-green garnet (90 gp). 1 Darkwood Shield. 1 Full Plate.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He wears silk and lounges about seductively. He has white hair. He was beautiful and young once, which still shows through his age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: He is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was born in a small plains village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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. Balimaar took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up quarterstaff and armor he uses now. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Balimaar 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 wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 2000 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.