Description: This northern woman's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, she slurs her words together. She wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. Her red hair is greasy and uncared for. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are violet.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food she seems plenty friendly. She will do just about anything if she becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this she is easily convinced.

History: She was born in the north. She was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. She has recently attracted an admirer that believes she's playing hard to get.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and she has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Philantrophist, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Has a crush, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 300 sp.

Description: She wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized white coat. She carries with her a set of falchions, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. Her silver hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. She has hazel eyes and a white hat with a brown feather.

Personality: She has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. She is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with her big mouthed big gutted partner. Her partner is her best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. To her fellows she is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. She was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. Her spouse died of illness and she inherited everything. She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature falchion.

Motivation: Her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by orcs, and she desires to right it; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Adventurer, Enemies, Rich. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 160 gp.

Description: She is an attractive woman, lean and moderately muscular. She wears a green top hat and green clothes. Her hair is cut close to her head. Her gold eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Nemeia will drive conversation. Further she is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: She was born on a small isolated farm. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Nemeia took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up morningstar and armor she uses now. She got away from her former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and retire the richest woman in the west

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Addict, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 140 gp.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he likes to wear ponchos typically of a light pastel in addition to tight pants. His fur is short and lavender. His skin is flawless and his blue eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: He is inclined to make off color jokes and interpret anything that could be construed as such as innuendo. On top of that he is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to his employer will always come first he doesn't like to hit women.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. His mother was a mechanic, and taught him how to fix just about anything. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He's looking for his big break; and meet up once more with his childhood friend

Ideals: Joker, Persistence. Bonds: Attractive, Has a crush, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: Just what you see.