Description: This woman is bedraggled and starved. She wears green robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a lance, but if one is not available she will default to her bow. Her hair is short and chestnut. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: She speaks before she thinks and is too direct. Her temper goes off on the smallest of things. She tends to lash out at those around her.

History: Phelaia was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her mother was employed at, doing general labor. Phelaia was born on a far eastern mountains where she grew up under the tutelage of her mother, an expert Stylist. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To prove her worth to the world.

Flaws: Impulsive, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 140 gp.

Description: He is renowned for his bright brown suits and hats, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 5'2" when asserting himself. His silver hair is thinning but still full. His fair skin shows little sign of his aristocratic breeding.

Personality: He is a very philanthropic person; he spends his free time working at various soup kitchens. He disdains his fellow westerners, claiming they make him look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: He grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: He is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Mundane, Secretive. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Server

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 4000 cp.

Description: This woman stands a little under 6'0" and is a bit bulky. She is very muscular particularly in the legs. She is wearing a tight grey one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. She is bald on top and has large brown tufts of hair around her ears. She has blue eyes.

Personality: Her tongue was cut out and she uses sign language. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. She is seen as merciless and passionate.

History: Raised by wardens she was only a novice when orcs swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. Her family was being driven out of business by several neighboring competitors. The mother sought out extralegal help and others began closing their doors. She saw this and took pride in her mother's willingness to do anything to win. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.

Motivation: She has a rivalry with the Church that dominates her actions; and she will attempt to ambush and attack anyone she thinks she can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, she will try to sell them to her slave-trader contact

Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Criminal record, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 90 gp.

Description: A stocky darker skinned woman, she wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. Her chestnut hair is unkempt and raggedy. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines blue.

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. She is cautious and jumpy. She reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: Mialee was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her father was employed at, doing general labor. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Fortune-teller 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 is wracked by social anxiety.

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 4000 cp. Amethyst (150 gp).