Description: She has a large blue mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into her tan robe, and she perpetually has her spear ready. Her hair is long and red with streaks of white, and is pulled back with small blue clips. Her violet eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Geva isn't afraid of most anything. She has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Human unity. She is a thrill seeker, she laughs at people and throws down challenges. She is highly competitive and combative.

History: She got into the Servant business at a young age. Being born in the east, she completed her medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. She returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. She was a general practitioner in the east for years, until she, through no fault of her own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal she made her way west. She spent several years traveling with her friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for her; and meet up once more with her childhood friend

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Bonds: Adventurer, Job, Family. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 400 gp. Moss agate (13 gp). 1 Masterwork Light wooden shield. 1 Full Plate. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Full Plate.

Description: He wears a worn and beaten armor, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'11" when asserting himself. His auburn hair has been sun bleached extensively. 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 likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. To his fellows he 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: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He has achieved small success as a Mercenary.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Enemies, Rich. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 700 gp.

Description: A woman with a cold, calculating air about her, she is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing black cape and mantle trimmed with soft tan waves gently in the breeze. She has wavy black hair. Her eyes are green and she is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: She trusts no one. She is not readily capable for forgiveness and her ire never leaves her. She does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: When she was but 6 years old her parents immigrated from the south. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the south were limited. By chance she met her brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and she's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Antagonistic, Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 300 gp. Onyx (20 gp). Star ruby (700 gp).

Description: She has a missing left arm. She wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. Her silver hair is well kept. Her fierce blue eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: She loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from her. She is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Human in existence. A fanatic, her devotion to her small selection of gods is unquestionable. She claims to be doing their will and will base all her actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Avelina was born in the west. At a young age she loved to build and create. Her father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but she insists her father was legitimate. She found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, she put together a working one.

Motivation: She has a rivalry with the Church that dominates her actions.

Ideals: Justice, Persistence. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: Just what you see.