Description: A woman with a friendly, welcoming air about her, she wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. Her long white hair reaches down to her waist. She was beautiful and young once, which still shows through her age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: A deeply religious woman she believes everything happens for a reason. When triggered she is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. She moved out east to avoid the crime she committed. She would ruin relationships and cause injury. She was reprimanded several times before being given her current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Criminal record. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 6000 cp. Chrysoberyl (40 gp).

Description: She wears many layers of old clothing at all times. She has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. She keeps her red hair in a flapper bob. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.

Personality: She likes to fabricate stories about her past exploits and how crazy she is, but in actuality she is rather bland. She does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of gnolls may trigger it at times.

History: She was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for her. It may also be what makes her so good at details. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. Unlike her family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, she wanted to work in the city. She has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: Her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by gnolls, and she desires to right it.

Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Disease, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: 400 sp. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. She keeps her rusty crest in a flapper bob. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: Havilar is a sociable creature first and foremost. She loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. She can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. She loves teas. She is very sensitive about her face. To blow off anger she lifts weights and to control her otherwise explosive temper she works out a lot.

History: She was born at the edge of vast forest. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Havilar 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 wants revenge against dire rats; and revenge

Ideals: Extrovert, Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 60 gp. Golden yellow topaz (300 gp).

Description: An imposing man with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, he wears yellow leather gloves, a yellow jacket, and tight pants. He has a long blonde beard with little hanging trinkets. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are hazel.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. He has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever he goes.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Rich, Mentor, Attractive. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 700 sp.