Description: A plain young-adult woman, she wears a robe, a symbol of the sun god around her neck, and a scimitar on her belt. Her fur is yellow and very short. Her blue eyes peer out from beneath her feathered brown hat.

Personality: She barks her statements quickly and with little fuss. She prefers small words and is at her heart utilitarian. The war was a terrible time for her, and Fragrant does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.

History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Fragrant has worked very hard to control her curse. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Fragrant fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She loathes her own lifestyle; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Terse, Depressed, Disease. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: She is an average looking southern female in her early mid-life. She wears bulky green painted plate armor. Her rusty crest, when down, is lengthy. Her eyes are red and she is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food she seems plenty friendly. She enjoys reading and quiet.

History: Born in the south to a Painter, Perra learned a great deal about her mother's area of expertise. When the war came and ruined her parents she was left adrift. She was a hard woman then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. She now owns her own business.

Motivation: She is content; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Philantrophist, Logical. Flaws: PTSD, Mundane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 100 sp. Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (30 gp).

Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She wears a robe, a symbol of luck around her neck, and a hand crossbow on her belt. She has dyed her greying beige fur a little too much giving a sharp beige color. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She goes out her way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one she won't accept into her heart. Her philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Tabaxis in Drifting's homeland. Drifting decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. She left for the west, certain she would find work there.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Insane, Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: She wears a worn and beaten armor. She has relatively light skin and is very physically imposing due to her abundance of muscles. Her silver hair is knotted and matted. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: She swings through moods quickly. One moment she is cool and collected, the next she is carried away by passions. She is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.

History: Born in the west to a Locksmith, Myev learned a great deal about her father's area of expertise. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to her current location. She ran away from her former home and has been making her living as a Locksmith for the past few years.

Motivation: She seems to be bored by most things; and she'd like to take her coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Criminal record, Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: Just what you see.