Description: A woman with a calm yet intense air about her, she wears dull grey sweaters, loose tan pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath her sweater she keeps a concealed lance, just in case. She has slicked back blonde hair. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady violet eyes.

Personality: She swings through moods quickly. One moment she is cool and collected, the next she is carried away by passions. She has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: She was born several months after her mother was called into army service. Vicky liked to wander the woods near her home when she was young, something she still likes to do at least once a week. She never liked modest clothing or shoes, so she would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and she developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. She bought a lance and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Military, Nature. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Light steel shield. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears suspenders and blue workpants. His shirt is green, and he wears a heavy blue leather apron most of the time. His white hair is thinning but still full. His face is full, his cheeks are rosy, and he always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in his gray eyes.

Personality: He considers himself a man of culture and sophistication. He likes a good challenge to his wits. He is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Percival was born with his father's beautiful face. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the south were limited. He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable, Logical. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 20000 cp. Alexandrite (400 gp). Smoky quartz (70 gp).

Description: He wears a red vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His blue leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his red boots flare out at the collars. He has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. His silver hair is knotted and matted. His brown unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He speaks before he thinks and is too direct. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He got into the Body Guard business at a young age. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Body Guard work with an outfit from a few towns over. Body Guard work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He now owns his own business.

Motivation: Balancing his hectic life and new Body Guard responsibilities is difficult; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Disease, Impulsive. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 4000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He wears suspenders and tan workpants. His shirt is black, and he wears a heavy tan leather apron most of the time. His hair is cut close to his head. He wears a mask on his face.

Personality: He hates gnolls. He views them as having robbed his home of its proper glory. He is a bit of a macho man and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by gnolls. Dean was horrified and prayed that his mother was alright. However, he heard that his mother had died fighting off the gnolls.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting, Logical. Bonds: Enemies, Nature. Occupation: Server

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Half-Plate.