Description: This woman is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. She dresses in yellow turtlenecks beneath a black coat with brown slacks. Her red hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. Her eyes are a pleasant green.

Personality: Cocky and sure of herself, she believes she is the best Gardener born in the past three hundred years. 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, Hugolina is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: Hugolina was born in the west. At a young age she loved to build and create. Hugolina abandoned her home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. She survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. She did whatever it took for her to survive. She has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Gardener.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Justice, Persistence. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 5000 cp.

Description: She wears a green deerstalker hat and green clothes. Her attire stands in sharp contrast to her scimitar, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a rose on it. Her white crest is drawn into a tight pony tail with a rose scrunchie. This gold eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. When she's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, she's doing writing.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. She inherited a moderately successful company from her father. Under her leadership it has flourished, and using capital from her venture she effectively owns an entire region. She now spends her time doing works of charity.

Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it; and she wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away

Ideals: Artistic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Mundane, Greedy. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 80 gp.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, she wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with deerstalker hat. With bright silver hair. Her violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: She is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends she is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy herself. Her actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as she answers to a power that mortal women fail to acknowledge.

History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Bowyer hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: She has a rivalry with the Church that dominates her actions; and she is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Religious. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Middle-eastern accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: An older man who is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants, he is not a threatening figure. His golden hair is lengthy. His eyes are likewise hazel.

Personality: He is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, he's a very lovable idiot. He invented a lineage for himself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Oren fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Server and was forced into it by his family; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist, Fighting. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Server

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: Just what you see.