Description: She has a large red mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into her yellow robe. Her feathered hat is riddled with cuts and holes. Her eyes are violet.

Personality: She is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before her hampering stammer kicks in. She also has developed a complete distrust of the Mortician profession.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her mother. Through the years after Tyna was born, her mother became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Tyna's mother didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: She is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Carter. Her skin is fair and her fingers are delicate and long. Her hair is long and chestnut with streaks of brown, and is pulled back with small violet clips. Her green eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: She never swears and excessively uses polite adverbs when speaking. She moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep her interest for a month it is impressive.

History: She comes from a rich northern family. Like her father and her brother before her, after school she went straight into learning to become a Carter. She has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Carter.

Motivation: To be a Barkeep again; and she doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes

Ideals: Optimist, Impeccable. Flaws: Hedonist. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 70 gp.

Description: This eastern woman wears a simple blue robe with black stripes complete with hood. Her clothes are grease stained in places. Her red hair is wavy and long. She wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: She is fixated on the number 37. She counts her steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. She seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. She constantly seizes attention wherever she goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. She likes to think of herself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. Her parents enrolled her in a Commoner school at a young age so that she could practice her arcane talents. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for her; and she is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 1600 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: She stands about 5'3" and wears a large hat to cast shadows over her face and wears ponchos to better hide her body. Her right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. She wears her silver hair up. Her hazel eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Naivara hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate her. It was this clingy personality that held back her writing career. She constantly seizes attention wherever she goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. She likes to think of herself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. She was an adventurer many years ago and she formed a blood bond with her Halfling companion (her 'brother'). She is searching for what she claims is her rightful reward.

Motivation: She's looking for her big break; and she desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Artistic, Impeccable. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 140 gp.