Description: This western man is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. His clothes are grease stained in places. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: While he acts the brute, he is far gentler than he would appear. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: Born to a Actor, his father struggled to pay the bills. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Humans in Everard's homeland. Everard decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and to reunite with his absent father

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 6000 sp.

Description: She is a paragon of her species. She is larger and stronger than most Humans. Her skin is light but she possesses many red ritualistic tattoos. She wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. She keeps her long golden hair kept up in a rat tail. Her brown eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: She will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken her opponents. Despite her formidable combat skills she remains a coward. She moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep her interest for a month it is impressive.

History: Melissa was born into a poor family. Growing up, she dreamt of becoming a Paladin, to bring honor to her family’s name. When she came of age, she applied for a position with her town's local guard, looking to work her way up via merit and eventually become a Paladin in service of a powerful lord somewhere. A freak accident while working with her Adventurer father left her crippled. She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature sword.

Motivation: She is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences her actions; and she possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Hedonist, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 300 gp. Red spinel (160 gp). Red spinel (160 gp). Obsidian (15 gp).

Description: She wears a green shirt, with a blue mid length skirt with blue tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them, but does not cut a very imposing figure. She walks with a slouch but will stand straight to her full 5'6" when asserting herself. Her head has been shaved. Her face is scarred and worn.

Personality: She is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks her mind. Despite her manner, she is extremely passionate and proud of her job, and she prides herself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: When she was but 6 years old her parents immigrated from the east. Her mother was a mechanic, and taught her how to fix just about anything. She has worked as a Apothecary like her mother before her.

Motivation: She is unsatisfied with her job; and balancing her hectic life and new apothecary responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 40000 cp.

Description: She is dressed in an above average manner. She carries with her a set of greatswords on her belt, each one with a amethyst on the hilt. Her hair is long and golden with streaks of blonde, and is pulled back with small black clips. Her gray unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

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. A friendly and beautiful Human, she is rarely seen without a few beauties around her arms. Though a playboy in all rights, she is no lame duck.

History: Rosamund was born with her mother's beautiful face. When Rosamund reached her early adolescence her Human mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Rosamund 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 she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease, Emotional. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item.