Description: She wears a black coat over a violet low-cut shirt, and a Stetson hat upon her head. She has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. She has moderate length brown hair. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are red.

Personality: She snorts whenever she laughs or is feeling confident. She is fiercely devoted to her mother, and views her mother's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating her from her legal half-sister.

History: She got into the Tailor business at a young age. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to her current location. Due to her spouse's obsession with being a Fisher they were divorced and she won custody of their daughter. She worked as a Tailor, and she later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: She doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes; and she feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Family, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 800 sp. 1 Hourglass.

Description: Standing 5'1", this woman wears a tight fitting tan shirt and pants. Her brown hair is matted, messy, and big. Her eyes are hazel.

Personality: A deeply religious woman she believes everything happens for a reason. Her actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as she answers to a power that mortal women fail to acknowledge.

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. Ostracized due to the necromantic powers of her oldest sister, she and her siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Elves became a terror of the countryside. She ran away from her former home and has been making her living as a Glassblower for the past few years.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and she has a rivalry with the church that dominates her actions

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Job, Rich. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 2000 sp. Malachite (4 gp).

Description: She prefers to wear green clothing when she does not wear armor, but does not cut a very imposing figure. She walks with a slouch but will stand straight to her full 5'8" when asserting herself. Her blue hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Her eyes are likewise gold. Her teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: She is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as she rather likes the sound of her voice. Her demeanor is somewhat feminine. When triggered she is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: Gifted from a young age, Phelaia studied abroad. Her homeland was ravaged by war and she spent much of her life rebuilding it. She has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: She has comitted a past crime that haunts her to this day.

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Insane, PTSD. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: Her skin is bronze and flawless. She wears a tattered pair of loose white pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. She is an epitome of beauty. She wears her black hair up in a very large beehive style do. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: Silgre is depressed about a lot of things. She tends to be a nihilist. She is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories she has discovered

History: She is a Slaad in disguise. She was an adventurer many years ago and she formed a blood bond with her Half-Elven companion (her 'brother'). She spent several years traveling with her friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: She desires power and/or immortality; and she loathes her own lifestyle

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: Just what you see.