Description: This southern woman wears blue robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a bastard sword, but if one is not available she will default to her whip. Her clothes are grease stained in places. Her long silver hair reaches down to her waist. Her brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She can speak with the recently deceased. She is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: She was born several months after her mother was called into army service. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Mason hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and she feels that her past leaves her morally obligated to help

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Mason

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 6 Acid flasks.

Description: 4'1" and lanky with angular features, she is an attractive figure. She is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. Sporting a auburn mohawk this woman's hair draws a lot of attention. She is baby faced.

Personality: Stoic and calm, she prefers to meditate than take action. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Tordrid is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: She was born in the south. In her 15th year, her parents were killed by a gnolls raid, leaving Tordrid alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, she was adopted. She left for the south, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: To prove her worth to the world; and she wants revenge against gnolls

Ideals: Disciplined, Justice. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 70 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: Standing 6'7", this man wears a green tunic with black highlights, and long red pants that bunch up around his shoes. He wears a deerstalker hat to cover his moderate length copper crest. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: Arjhan speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. Around other people he will do his best to conceal his emotions and appear jolly.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his mother and father. His mother taught him the rudiments of the Courier arts, while his father instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. While studying, he fell in love. They married and had a son. Some 6 years later his spouse died after the birth of his son. Heartbroken, Arjhan never married again. Instead he focused his life to raising his son whom he trained as his mother had trained him before.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and balancing his hectic life and new courier responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, In love, Job. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 700 sp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what she was had she not made sure her armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit she wears a grey vest with golden trim over her white shirt. Her brown leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and her grey boots flare out at the collars. Sporting a golden mohawk this woman's hair draws a lot of attention. She wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: She is unhospitable to her core. Her small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. A friendly and beautiful Dwarf, she is rarely seen without a few beauties around her arms. Though a playboy in all rights, she is no lame duck.

History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. Diesa was born on a far southern plains where she grew up under the tutelage of her father, an expert Carter. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and she desires to right it

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 160 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.