Description: This woman is dressed in an above average manner, and sports empty pouches on her belt. Her white hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. Her eyes are likewise amber.

Personality: A grumpy gal she will invite people to lunch so she can critique them. Yet she still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. A true patriot, Rohesia would do anything for her country. She is fiercely protective of her fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: The child of western immigrants she idolized her mother. From her teen years she was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on her. She now spends her time doing works of charity.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 60 gp. Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (300 gp). 1 Everburning torch.

Description: She wears green trousers with pastel and brown striped suspenders. She wears various colorful collared shirts. She is portly but not overly obese. She has no crest. Her gold eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: She will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken her opponents. Despite her formidable combat skills she remains a coward. She is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: She was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family Being born in the north, she completed her medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. She returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. She was a general practitioner in the north for years, until she, through no fault of her own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal she made her way west. She used her abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: An old rival family wants her found.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His crest is bronze, silky, and of moderate length. His eyes are red and catlike.

Personality: He is quiet and unassuming. He ignores others and carries on with his job unassumingly. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Pijjirik grew up listening to his mother's many stories. Being born in the west, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the west for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way south. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Locksmith.

Motivation: He is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get him out; and to unite with his brother

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Slave, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 2000 cp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: This malnourished man is dressed in earthy colors with a black and white handkerchief worn on his right side. His black hair is still thick. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are brown.

Personality: He is irritable and easily angered. He is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use his stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: He wants to get laid; and he has a crush on the local cook

Flaws: Antagonistic, Selfish, Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Family, Has a crush. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 220 gp. 1 Half-Plate.