Description: This late middle aged woman tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with her rolled up shirt sleeves this gives her a very relaxed look and is in decent physical shape. She has styled her black hair well, parting it to the right. Her face is full, her cheeks are rosy, and she always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in her blue eyes.

Personality: She cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with her opinion, she thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, she can get violently argumentative. She uses her nature as a weapon; she likes to lead opponents to think her in distress.

History: She was raised in a mountains tribe. Since her mother passed away years ago, her father had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. 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: Further expansion of business; and to be a shipwright again

Ideals: Opinionated, Persistence. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Job. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She wears a tan coat over a pastel low-cut shirt, and a wide-brimmed hat upon her head, and carries glaives. Her hair is blonde and curly. Her gray eyes peer out from beneath her wide-brimmed tan hat.

Personality: She has a good heart but also a terrible temper. She will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. A friendly and beautiful Elf, she is rarely seen without a few beauties around her arms. Though a playboy in all rights, she is no lame duck.

History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Since her mother passed away years ago, her father had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Irann fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

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

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease, Depressed. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: She wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized violet coat, but does not cut a very imposing figure. She walks with a slouch but will stand straight to her full 5'8" when asserting herself. Her brown hair has been sun bleached extensively. Her green eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: She is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. She also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Birel is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: She was raised by priests from a young age. She went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. She got away from her former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and she has a rivalry with the church that dominates her actions

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Server

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 300 sp.

Description: This malnourished woman is dressed in a clean white cloak covering her clean studded leather. Her moppish blonde hair is in a traditional bowl cut. She has a tattooed face.

Personality: She is a hateful person. She taunts others and blames them for her problems. When triggered she is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: Born in the south her family was never financially stable. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Unemployed hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Gaaki fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and she is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 140 gp. Rose (70 gp).