Description: She is an exceptionally muscular looking southern young adult. She wears an entirely white suit with blue socks and a vest with buckled shoes. Beneath her clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. Her golden hair is knotted and matted. Her face is full, her cheeks are rosy, and she always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in her violet eyes.

Personality: She misses her glory days as an athlete. She does not mind her job, but it is boring in comparison. To her fellows she is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: She was raised in a island tribe. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a ruined castle. She would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Rosalind took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up scythe and armor she uses now. She bought a scythe and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Someone believes her a fraud; and many giants want her driven away

Ideals: Athletic. Bonds: Slave, Attractive, Enemies, Nature. Occupation: Server

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: This woman is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. She wears a fine chain shirt which she covers with green colored cloaks and clothing. Her auburn hair has been sun bleached extensively. She has a tattooed face.

Personality: She is witty, but her monotone delivery comes off as unnerving Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Sarah is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: Sarah 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. Sarah was born on a far eastern desert where she grew up under the tutelage of her father, an expert Hunter. She now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: She wants to meet her childhood hero; and she's looking for her big break

Ideals: Joker, Justice. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: A middle-aged woman, she tends to wear a grey poncho over her likewise colored trousers and shirt, and is pretty ugly. She has a very tight haircut. Her blue eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: She is witty, but her monotone delivery comes off as unnerving She is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. She likes to tell stories.

History: She was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Heather abandoned her home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. She survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. She did whatever it took for her to survive. She is searching for what she claims is her rightful reward.

Motivation: She is wracked by social anxiety.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 100 gp. Lapis lazuli (11 gp). Star rose quartz (80 gp). Pink pearl (140 gp). Golden yellow topaz (700 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He stands about 5'7" and typically wears green cloth garments or leather armor. His right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. His brown hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Wymar wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Paladin, so he tries to act the part. He does a good job, for the most part... He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Wymar was born with his father's beautiful face. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He is searching for what he claims is his rightful reward.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk.

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Adventurer, Attractive. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: Carnelian (70 gp). Onyx (70 gp). Chalcedony (70 gp). Pink pearl (70 gp).