Description: This light-skinned female wears a white vest with golden trim over her white shirt. Her tan leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and her white boots flare out at the collars. She is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. Her white hair is matted, messy, and big. Her green eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Ootah is depressed about a lot of things. She tends to be a nihilist. 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, Ootah is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: She was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. Her mother disappeared, and while she tried to raise money to find her mother, she was betrayed dozens of times. When her spouse passed she lost her only source of income but claims to her sons to still be retired.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Slave Trader and was forced into it by her family; and to end her boredom

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Mundane. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 1 Antitoxin.

Description: Standing 4'8", this woman has a large blue mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into her yellow robe. Her white hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. She is baby faced.

Personality: She loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. She dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. Her biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: She was born in the west, but her parents moved at a very young age to the south. Like her mother and her brother before her, after school she went straight into learning to become a Animal Trainer. She has gone from town to town till she finds a spot where she can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she'd like to take her coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Opinionated, Logical, Fighting. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: White pearl (40 gp).

Description: She wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized yellow coat. She has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. She has slicked back silver hair. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are blue.

Personality: Stoic and calm, she prefers to meditate than take action. 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, Millicent is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: Millicent was born the youngest of three triplets. She worked as a nervous Banker and found it very stressful. Due to her spouse's obsession with being a Dilettante they were divorced and she won custody of their daughter. She worked as a Banker, and she later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Disciplined, Justice. Bonds: Family, Job. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: This late middle aged woman prefers to wear black clothing when she does not wear armor and is in decent physical shape. Her black hair has been sun bleached extensively. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: She can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. She loves teas. She is very sensitive about her face. To blow off anger she lifts weights and to control her otherwise explosive temper she works out a lot.

History: A powerful brothel owner made her what she is. Her mother was a mechanic, and taught her how to fix just about anything. 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: She is unsatisfied with her job; and balancing her hectic life and new butcher responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting, Persistence. Bonds: Mentor, Job. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: Just what you see.