Description: A plain young-adult woman, she wears a robe, a symbol of magic around her neck, and a dagger on her belt. Her white fur is singed and shortened. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. She has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her mother. While she appears to be a normal Tabaxi, 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 was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Fighting, Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Fearful. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 600 sp. Hematite (9 gp). 1 Good lock.

Description: She is a small woman, but exceptionally fit. She wears professional attire. She has a very tight haircut. Her green eyes peer out from beneath her small violet hat.

Personality: She snorts whenever she laughs or is feeling confident. She is very protective of her business, her home, and her spouse. She is willing to work with less than legal methods but maintains the front of legitimacy.

History: Her necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. Her parents enrolled her in a Barbarian school at a young age so that she could practice her necromantic talents. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Athletic, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Rich. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: An imposing woman with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, she prefers to wear flannel. Her chestnut hair is still thick. She wears a mask on her face.

Personality: Faral hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate her. It was this clingy personality that held back her poetry career. Energy wise she seems alert and responsive.

History: Faral was born the youngest of three triplets. She dropped out of school before completing her studies. Due to her spouse's obsession with being a Layabout they were divorced and she won custody of their daughter. She worked as a Adventurer, and she later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Adventurer and was forced into it by her family; and her spouse's relatives view her with great suspicion

Ideals: Artistic, Professionalism, Logical. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: She has a large white mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into her pastel robe. She has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to her abundance of muscles. She has wavy red hair. Her eyes are likewise hazel. Her teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: She fancies herself a trickster and likes to rely on her wits to carry the day. She cares for her older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. She is cautious and jumpy. She reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Her first spouse was a Carpenter, they had one daughter, but her spouse won total custody. Without her spouse to temper her she grew out of control. When her spouse passed she lost her only source of income but claims to her daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: An old rival family wants her found; and she is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Fearful, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Knight

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 150 gp. Golden pearl (60 gp).