Description: She wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition, and she perpetually has her scimitar ready. She keeps her long silver hair kept up in a rat tail. Her violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Oriel isn't afraid of most anything. She has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Human unity. 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: Oriel was born in the west. At a young age she loved to build and create. Her mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but she insists her mother was legitimate. One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: She has a rivalry with the Church that dominates her actions; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Persistence. Bonds: Poor, Religious. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Darkwood Shield. 1 Full Plate. 1 Breastplate. 1 Full Plate.

Description: She wears suspenders and tan workpants. Her shirt is white, and she wears a heavy tan leather apron most of the time. She has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to her abundance of muscles. She has shaved her head bald. She is baby faced.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Sybil will drive conversation. She is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: Her father raised her in a mountain cabin. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Sybil took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up shortbow and armor she uses now. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.

Motivation: She has decided she is irredeemable; and she will attempt to ambush and attack anyone she thinks she can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, she will try to sell them to her slave-trader contact

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Selfish, Disease. Bonds: Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A pudgy woman standing about 4'8" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with red lining and desert motifs. She has shaved her head bald. Her blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: She is irascible and easily irritated. She has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: She was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. Her homeland was ravaged by war and she spent much of her life rebuilding it. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.

Motivation: She is terrified, and will act out of fear.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic, Fearful, PTSD. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 10000 cp.

Description: This tall, slender woman usually wears her tan robe and has her shield always slung over her shoulder. Her brown hair is unkempt and raggedy. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: She is erratic and paranoid. She believes giants are coming to abduct people. She is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of her. She is by nature obliging.

History: The child of a Bather, who enjoyed hunting, Rosamund was taken on many hunting expeditions. Her father took her hunting and taught her how to get in the mind of other creatures. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Someone believes her a fraud; and a deep hatred of giants

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Enemies, Nature. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item.