Description: She wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with Stetson hat, and she perpetually has her sickle ready. She has shaved her head bald. Her brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She is a sleazy, sleazy gal. She has no qualms about using her powers of suggestion to get people to do what she wants. She dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. Her biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: She was born several months after her father was called into army service. In her 20th year, while out on a day-trip, she returned to find her hometown burning and destroyed. She found her father impaled in their home, and her mother beheaded. She saw the woman who walked out, and charged her in a blind rage. The woman easily evaded and defeated her, leaving her to live broken and terrified. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Sarah fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and she is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 5000 sp. 1 Breastplate.

Description: This southern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He has a long blonde beard with little hanging trinkets. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day he will do what he thinks is right.

History: Rolf was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Paladin, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Paladin in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He was an adventurer many years ago and he formed a blood bond with his Human companion (his 'brother'). He has drifted apart from his friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature shortbow.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk; and to reunite with his old friends

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Emotional. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A thin man, he clearly needs to put on some weight, but he still has a lot of muscle. He sports tan clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His black hair, when down, is lengthy. His blue eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He resents people who mock his appearance or him, so he has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. Further he is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. His mother was very strict, and drilled into him lessons on being the perfect gentleman. 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. Percival fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world.

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 4000 sp. Amber (110 gp). Freshwater pearl (14 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This woman stands a little under 5'5" and is a bit bulky. She is very muscular particularly in the legs. She is generally shirtless and showing off her tattooed chest. She has a long white ponytail with little hanging trinkets. Her violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk she knows how to make people feel guilty. She is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: From birth she was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. There was a wharf not far from home where she often wandered off to fish. She bought a hand crossbow and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Her religion dominates her actions; and meet up once more with her childhood friend

Flaws: Disease, Depressed. Bonds: Adventurer, Mentor, Nature, Religious. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 2000 sp.