Description: A pudgy woman standing about 4'11" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Guard. Her hair, while still mostly chestnut, has prominent grey streaks. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady brown eyes.

Personality: She goes out her way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one she won't accept into her heart. She invented a lineage for herself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: Egelina was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her mother was employed at, doing general labor. She was an adventurer many years ago and she formed a blood bond with her Human companion (her 'brother'). She's also a talented Sailor, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: To reunite with her old friends; and she has comitted a past crime that haunts her to this day

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Poor, Job, Criminal record. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. She carries a battered bastard sword and tarnished warhammer as well. She has shaved her head bald. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines gray.

Personality: She is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of her strength. She works very hard to maintain that gentleness. As long as the job gets done she does not care how it got done.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Disciplined, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He dresses in black turtlenecks beneath a blue coat with black slacks. He has no hair. 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 highly sensitive about his name. He loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: He was born in a small desert village. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and to get a good night's sleep

Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Sensitive, Shy. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 20 pp. Smoky quartz (40 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Standing 5'0", this man wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with top hat. His brown hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a top hat. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are blue.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. He is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Chad was born with his mother's beautiful face. Chad 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. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Blacksmith they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Butcher, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting. Bonds: Adventurer, Attractive, Family. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 100 gp.