Description: She is wearing a long, grey, dusty cloak. Her skin is fair and her fingers are delicate and long. Her golden hair is matted, messy, and big. This hazel eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: She is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, she's a very lovable idiot. She lacks moral complications. She does what she is told to by employers but not much else. She spends her money on whatever she fancies at the time.

History: Vistra 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. While she appears to be a normal Dwarf, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She then took over the family business and is one of the better Marshal for hire.

Motivation: She is wracked by social anxiety; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Poor. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 160 gp.

Description: She is a husky woman, who tends to wear a brown poncho over her likewise colored trousers and shirt. Her silver hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Her brown eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: She shows great sympathy to all travelers. She's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. She lacks moral complications. She does what she is told to by employers but not much else. She spends her money on whatever she fancies at the time.

History: Her history is one of pain. She was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves her parents kept. Her homeland was ravaged by war and she spent much of her life rebuilding it. She ran away from her former home and has been making her living as a Barkeep for the past few years.

Motivation: She made a deal with a demon which lead to her current lot in life, and she's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Job, Slave, Debt. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 40 pp.

Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She is dressed in an above average manner. She has moderate length auburn hair. Her eyes are brown and catlike.

Personality: She is quite rude, and likes to deride her opponents skill and shout insults at them. She is a big fan of imagination and believes people should spend more time reading and writing.

History: The child of a Crown-heir, who enjoyed hunting, Avice was taken on many hunting expeditions. Avice liked to wander the woods near her home when she was young, something she still likes to do at least once a week. She never liked modest clothing or shoes, so she would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and she developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. She left for the west, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 40 gp.

Description: She is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by her earthly robes.. Her attire stands in sharp contrast to her spear, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a skull on it. Her silver hair is well kept. Her hazel eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: She is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. She always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove her into the Bowyer business.

History: She was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Her family was turned out during the war. She and her family wandered east to less war torn lands. One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: She is wracked by social anxiety; and she's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease, PTSD. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 100 gp. Banded agate (15 gp).