Description: An older woman who dresses well, wearing grey shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time, she is not a threatening figure. She has shaved her head bald. Her eyes are likewise amber. Her teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: She swings through moods quickly. One moment she is cool and collected, the next she is carried away by passions. A fanatic, her devotion to her small selection of gods is unquestionable. She claims to be doing their will and will base all her actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Nalaed was born in the west. At a young age she loved to build and create. Since her mother passed away years ago, her father had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Her religion dominates her actions; and she is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs

Ideals: Passionate, Persistence, Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 140 gp. 1 Good lock.

Description: She is typically in her Body Guard uniform. Her attire stands in sharp contrast to her whip, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a dagger on it. She wears a colorful flower in her blonde hair. She wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: She is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks her mind. 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, Eran is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: She was born at the edge of vast desert. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Eran took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up whip and armor she uses now. She has worked as a Body Guard like her father before her.

Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Body Guard responsibilities is difficult; and she is unsatisfied with her job

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 1000 cp.

Description: She has a missing left leg. She wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. Her red fur is thinning but still full. Her green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. She is accommodating to her spouse and as such limits her hospitality. She is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven herself a capable leader.

History: From birth she was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. She couldn't stand her childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with her mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. Some 6 years later her spouse died after the birth of her daughter. Heartbroken, Harvest never married again. Instead she focused her life to raising her daughter whom she trained as her mother had trained her before.

Motivation: Retire the richest woman in the east; and wishes to resurrect an old love

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Joker. Bonds: In love, Mentor. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 200 sp.

Description: She very much looks the part of a Slave Trader. She is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly axes and crossbows. Her hair is brown and curly. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: She is business-like. She takes instructions and follows them to the letter. She keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to her own.

History: Lezre hails from a village terrorized by gnolls. Ostracized due to the psionic powers of her oldest brother, she and her siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Half-Orcs became a terror of the countryside. She has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Slave Trader.

Motivation: She possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal.

Ideals: Professionalism, Gifted. Bonds: Job, Criminal record, Enemies. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 40 pp.