Description: She is wearing a tight blue one piece outfit complete with pants, hood, and a cape. Her black hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines gray.

Personality: She is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends she is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy herself. To her fellows she is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: She was born in a small mountains village. She always admired martial-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. She bought a scythe and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Many dire rats want her driven away; and someone believes her a fraud

Ideals: Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Nature. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 700 sp. 2 Smokesticks.

Description: A woman with a cold, calculating air about her, she wears suspenders and violet workpants. Her shirt is brown, and she wears a heavy violet leather apron most of the time. She has wavy black hair. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She exudes charisma. She is a tour de force of persuasion. She has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: She was born at the edge of vast desert. 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 feels threatened by others; and she is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Insane, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Nature. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 7000 cp.

Description: She usually wears her tan robe and has her falchion always slung over her shoulder. She carries with her a set of falchions, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. Her red hair is lengthy. Her blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: She is a sleazy, sleazy gal. She has no qualms about using her powers of suggestion to get people to do what she wants. 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, Shava is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: Raised by wardens she was only a novice when goblins swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. From her teen years she was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on her. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to goblins demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Her religion dominates her actions; and someone believes her a fraud

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Server

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: She is an average looking eastern female in her early mid-life. She has a large brown mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into her pastel robe. She has dyed her greying golden hair a little too much giving a sharp golden color. Her hazel eyes peer out from beneath her broad brown hat.

Personality: She dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the east. She is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. She likes to tell stories.

History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. A freak accident while working with her Weaver father left her crippled. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.

Motivation: Wants to raise her children well; and to reunite with her absent father

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Fearful, Mundane, Disease. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 20 gp.