Description: A plain young-adult woman, she wears suspenders and blue workpants. Her shirt is white, and she wears a heavy blue leather apron most of the time. Her golden hair is smooth and relatively long. Her violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. She has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: She was raised in a island tribe. After coming to the age of reason, Cumpen took it upon herself to study the martial arts in their entirety; because of this, she was labeled a dark omen and banished from her homeland. She bought a lance and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Someone believes her a fraud; and a deep hatred of gnolls

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 1000 cp.

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a black small hat and black clothes. His small hat is riddled with cuts and holes. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He believes there is no problem he cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. In his 11th year, his parents were killed by a brigands raid, leaving Dadalan alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, he was adopted. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike his way of doing things and want revenge; and he wants revenge against brigands

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: This northern woman's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, she slurs her words together. She prefers to wear black clothing when she does not wear armor. Her rusty crest is heavily combed to the left. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.

Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. She is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: She was born in the north, but her parents moved at a very young age to the south. Savaran was born on a far northern plains where she grew up under the tutelage of her mother, an expert Armorer. Some 3 years later her spouse died after the birth of her daughter. Heartbroken, Savaran never married again. Instead she focused her life to raising her daughter whom she trained as her mother had trained her before.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and she is content

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical, Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant, In love. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 4 Holy water.

Description: This woman is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of her veins is visible when she is not flexing. Her shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for her due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. Her blonde hair is still thick. Her green eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: She acts crazy and hedonistic. She does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Galiena fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Hedonist, Insomniac. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 110 gp.