Description: This slender woman stands about 3'6". She wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. Her chestnut hair is braided into rings. Her green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: She shows great sympathy to all travelers. She's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. She is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of her. She is by nature obliging.

History: A studious child she never was much for a social life, not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out. A freak accident while working with her Armorer mother left her crippled. She now spends her time doing works of charity.

Motivation: She desires power and/or immortality; and obtaining odd cultural half-elven artifacts is her passion

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Disease, Shy. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Sculptor

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 6000 cp. Red-brown spinel (110 gp).

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 is wearing a long, yellow, dusty cloak. Her chestnut hair, when down, is lengthy. She has a tattooed face.

Personality: She considers herself the protector of her home. She feels this is her duty and calling. She also has developed a complete distrust of the Hunter profession.

History: Sariel was raised in a hard working conservative environment. At a young age she wooed the heart of her future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. In the meantime she has taken over work as a Spy and occasionally as a mercenary.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and she is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out

Bonds: Immigrant, Guardian, Job, In love, Adventurer, Slave. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 200 sp. 1 Masterwork Heavy wooden shield.

Description: This woman wears suspenders and brown workpants. Her shirt is green, and she wears a heavy brown leather apron most of the time, and sports empty pouches on her belt. She wears her brown hair up. She wears an eyepatch.

Personality: Her tongue was cut out and she uses sign language. She will often invite strangers home for dinner and talk their ears off. She cares deeply for her spouse and does her best to make sure her guests look presentable.

History: She was born in the north, but her parents moved at a very young age to the west. Emeny was born on a far northern island where she grew up under the tutelage of her father, an expert Cartwright. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: In love, Immigrant. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 80 gp.

Description: She wears a robe, a symbol of strength around her neck, and a longbow on her belt. She is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly longbows and bastard swords. Her black hair is well kept. Her gray eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: She is a sleazy, sleazy gal. She has no qualms about using her powers of suggestion to get people to do what she wants. She is stubborn though. She always likes to keep a trick up her sleeve. She likes to fight dirty and will kick and punch below the belt if she feels she even has a chance of losing.

History: Her history is one of pain. She was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves her parents kept. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Half-Elves in the north were limited. She used her abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: She is a bit of a kleptomaniac.

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Criminal record, Attractive, Slave, Immigrant. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 800 sp.