Description: This woman is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of her veins is visible when she is not flexing. Her shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for her due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. Her hair is cut close to her head. Her hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: She is a melancholic, but persistent worker. She resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. She loves teas. She is very sensitive about her face. To blow off anger she lifts weights and to control her otherwise explosive temper she works out a lot.

History: She was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for her. It may also be what makes her so good at details. A freak accident while working with her Map Maker father left her crippled. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she loathes her own lifestyle

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Disease, Depressed, Insomniac. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 500 gp. Chrysoberyl (120 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She is lean but muscular and is wearing a long, pastel cloak. Her head has been shaved. Her ears are large.

Personality: She is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks her mind. She cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist she will grow angry at them.

History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. There was a wharf not far from home where she often wandered off to fish. After a long history of fighting, Oriel and her spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: She's in love; and she's attracted to the pc

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Nature, Has a crush. Occupation: Guard

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

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This northern woman's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, she slurs her words together. She wears a tattered pair of loose violet pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. Her moppish golden hair is in a traditional bowl cut. Her eyes are gray.

Personality: She is intelligent and cunning, but she will too often allow her rage to get the better of her. She will lose her cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. She is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in her opinion.

History: Herleva was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her father was employed at, doing general labor. Through the years after Herleva was born, her father became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Herleva's father didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world.

Ideals: Opinionated, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 20000 cp.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath his coat. He has styled his red hair well, parting it to the right. His violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He is a melancholic, but persistent worker. He resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. He has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Balimaar took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up scythe and armor he uses now. Recently a tribe of dire rats 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: He feels kind of lost in life; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Justice, Fighting. Flaws: Disease, Depressed. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Actor

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Banded mail. 1 Full Plate. 1 Full Plate.