Description: This malnourished woman wears professional attire. Her golden hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: Anastrianna wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Aristocrat, so she tries to act the part. She does a good job, for the most part... She is cautious and jumpy. She reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Seamstress hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She left for the west, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and she is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 300 sp.

Description: A thin woman, she clearly needs to put on some weight, but she still has a lot of muscle. She wears black trousers with red and blue striped suspenders. She wears various colorful collared shirts. Her auburn hair is singed and shortened. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: Nagrette hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate her. It was this clingy personality that held back her singing career. She is used to getting what she wants. In part because she is a meticulous planner.

History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. She moved from fad to fad and when she turned 15 she discovered singing. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to protect her home

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 70 gp. Brown-green garnet (70 gp).

Description: She wears light armors faded through time and improper care. Her attire stands in sharp contrast to her shortspear, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a cross on it. Her long bronze crest is drawn into a two foot long braid. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: Stoic and calm, she prefers to meditate than take action. She is very protective of her business, her home, and her spouse. She is willing to work with less than legal methods but maintains the front of legitimacy.

History: She comes from a rich southern family. She struck it rich when she found rare goods in large quantities. After months of barely getting by, Mijira managed to ambush a major caravan with a load of valuables. Instantly wealthy, she made her way to the capital under a new identity.

Motivation: She is greedy; and money/treasure

Ideals: Disciplined, Fighting. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 70 gp.

Description: A stocky lighter skinned woman, she wears a tan armored body suit, with a simple grey line shooting up and back down. Her auburn hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a feathered hat. Her hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Leshanna isn't afraid of most anything. She has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Elven unity. She is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of her. She is by nature obliging.

History: Leshanna was born the youngest of three triplets. Brilliant and gifted she never wanted to apply herself. She was granted divine powers by her dying brother.

Motivation: An old rival family wants her found; and she feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: Just what you see.