Description: This man wears brown robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a shield, but if one is not available he will default to his pickaxe, and sports empty pouches on his belt. He is bald on top and has large brown tufts of hair around his ears. He has a dull look in his blue eyes.

Personality: He is fixated on the number 23. He counts his steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. He seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. He is accommodating to his spouse and as such limits his hospitality. He is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven himself a capable leader.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. After coming to the age of reason, Don took it upon himself to study the psionic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. Some 7 years later his spouse died after the birth of his daughter. Heartbroken, Don never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his daughter whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: In love. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: This woman is bedraggled and starved. She wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. She conceals her mace with her veritable burlap sack of a shirt. She wears her black hair down. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: She is extraordinarily eccentric. She can't help but pocket interesting objects she comes across

History: She was born in a small plains village. 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. Oriel took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up mace and armor she uses now. She hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: 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.

Flaws: Insomniac, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 700 gp. 1 Full Plate. 1 Darkwood Shield.

Description: An older woman who sports blue clothing, slightly heavier than average wear, she is not a threatening figure. She has silver hair. She wears an eyepatch.

Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. She does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: From birth she was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. At a young age both her parents were killed in an accident. Her uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took her in and had her trained in basic self defense. As of late she has set up a hidden staging nest where she ambushes people she hires for escort.

Motivation: She is a bit of a kleptomaniac.

Flaws: Ugly, Cynical, Insomniac. Bonds: Mentor, Criminal record. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 20000 cp.

Description: She stands about 6'0" and is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. Her left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. Her brown hair is thinning but still full. Her brown eyes peer out from beneath her top yellow hat.

Personality: She barks her statements quickly and with little fuss. She prefers small words and is at her heart utilitarian. She also has developed a complete distrust of the Farmer profession.

History: Raised by wardens she was only a novice when goblins swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. She was an apprentice working in her mother's forge. She has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Barrister responsibilities is difficult; and someone believes her a fraud

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Terse. Bonds: Job, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Barrister

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 80 pp. Peridot (20 gp).