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 sports white clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. She wears her hair in dreadlocks. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are amber.

Personality: She has two modes she varies between. On the job she is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job she is a party animal. She would rather hide behind her crafts than deal with other people.

History: She was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. She has had some formal writing training, and achieved minor success. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.

Motivation: To be a Bricklayer again; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Shy, Disease. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 3000 cp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: A woman with a warm, jovial air about her, she wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. Her orange fur is matted, messy, and big. She is baby faced.

Personality: A deeply religious woman she believes everything happens for a reason. She is a thrill seeker, she laughs at people and throws down challenges. She is highly competitive and combative.

History: Born in the east her family was never financially stable. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. 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: Meet up once more with her childhood friend.

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Religious, Poor. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 10 pp. 1 Breastplate.

Description: This petite short woman is perpetually holding a tea of some kind. She wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition, marred by teas. Her brown hair is knotted and matted. She has a dull look in her gray eyes.

Personality: Shamil speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. She is clearly well-traveled and educated. Her actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as she answers to a power that mortal women fail to acknowledge.

History: Born to a Barkeep, her mother struggled to pay the bills. She made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Her religion dominates her actions.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Religious, Adventurer. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 600 sp.

Description: She is generally well dressed albeit a few years behind the times. Her hair is white and curly. Her gray eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: She is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, she's a very lovable idiot. She is kind towards other women and children and will generally offer women help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to her.

History: A studious child she never was much for a social life, not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out. She found a children's book about a Half-Elf Barbarian who fought for good and justice and never realised it was just a child's story. She modeled her life after the story, seeing herself destined a hero. She used her abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: She's looking for her big break; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Optimist, Philantrophist, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: Just what you see.