Description: This late middle aged woman wears well tailored gowns and hats with beautiful decoration. She is almost always dressed for an outing in high society and is in decent physical shape. She wears her black hair up in a very large beehive style do. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.

Personality: She is fixated on the number 55. She counts her steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. She seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. She is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: A powerful slaver made her what she is. She couldn't stand her childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with her mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Selfish. Bonds: Rich, Mentor. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: This woman is bedraggled and starved. She likes to wear blue tank tops with tan skirt. With wild brown hair. Her amber eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. On top of that she is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to her employer will always come first she doesn't like to hit women.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Virra was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. 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 dedicated herself to building a better kind of golem.

Motivation: Wants her loneliness to end; and she desires power and/or immortality

Bonds: Poor, Nature, Has a crush, Adventurer, Mentor. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: A woman of a pale complexion, she wears a blue armored body suit, with a simple green line shooting up and back down. With bright brown hair. Her violet eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Adrie embodies much of what other species detest in the Elves. She passes on several rewards to people in need. She makes a point to leave places better than she found them.

History: Heir to a fortune, her parents put a great deal of effort into curing her disease. She was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. Her spouse died of illness and she inherited everything. She now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 310 gp.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what she was had she not made sure her armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit she likes to wear ponchos typically of a light blue in addition to tight pants. She has moderate length auburn hair. She has amber eyes and a blue hat with a brown feather.

Personality: While she is on the job, she is grim and serious. She understands how dangerous the world is and the need to stay safe. She does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for her. She lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: Heir to a fortune, her parents put a great deal of effort into curing her disease. At a young age both her parents were killed in an accident. Her uncle (a powerful person with enemies on both sides of the law) took her in and had her trained in basic self defense. During her travels, Pyntle and her party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Pyntle discovered the rest of her party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Pyntle fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing her own horrible transformation.

Motivation: She desires power and/or immortality; and she is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out

Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich, Adventurer, Slave. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 50 gp. An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (40 gp).