Description: 6'7" and muscular, this northern woman wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. Her bronze crest is braided into rings. Her eyes are gold and catlike.

Personality: She is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. She disdains her fellow northerners, claiming they make her look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: The child of a Stableman, who enjoyed hunting, Blendaeth was taken on many hunting expeditions. Over the years she perfected her riding and shooting skills. 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.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A plain young-adult woman, she wears silk and lounges about seductively. Her white hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. She was beautiful and young once, which still shows through her age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: She can speak with the recently deceased. Her brief stint in the army gave her the idea she was invincible and that she is the toughest woman alive.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Bryseis was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. When Bryseis reached her early adolescence her Tiefling mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. She was granted druidic powers by her dying sister.

Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Mentor. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 80 gp. Moss agate (14 gp).

Description: This southern man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He is renowned for his bright yellow suits and hats. He wears his white hair up in a very large beehive style do. His gray eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: He is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends he is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy himself. He refers to his adoptive father for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: He was raised by priests from a young age. Being born in the south, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the south for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way east. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Wants to raise his children well.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 160 gp.

Description: Her skin is bronze and flawless. She wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. She conceals her bastard sword with her veritable burlap sack of a shirt. She is an epitome of beauty. Her blonde hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. Her hazel eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: She is shy and timid. She has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. Her temper goes off on the smallest of things. She tends to lash out at those around her.

History: She was born on a small isolated farm. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the island 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 island due to the painful memories there. Portia took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up bastard sword and armor she uses now. After a long history of fighting, Portia and her spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 40 pp. Carved harp of exotic wood with ivory inlay and zircon gems (200 gp).