Description: Relatively heavier built than your average woman, she is not imposing. She has the majority of her body covered in plate. Her blonde hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. Her eyes are brown and beady.

Personality: She believes there is no problem she cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. 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: Her necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. After coming to the age of reason, Williamina took it upon herself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, she was labeled a dark omen and banished from her homeland. 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 obtaining odd cultural tiefling artifacts is her passion

Ideals: Persistence, Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 40 gp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: This tall, slender woman wears a simple tan robe with violet stripes complete with hood. Her silver hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. She has a dull look in her brown eyes.

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 brief stint in the army gave her the idea she was invincible and that she is the toughest woman alive.

History: She was born several months after her mother was called into army service. She went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. She guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: She feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world; and her religion dominates her actions

Ideals: Optimist, Impeccable. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Military, Religious. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 60 gp.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'4" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He wears bulky black painted plate armor. He keeps his blue crest in a pixie cut. His eyes are red.

Personality: Quiet and reserved he prefers to listen than to talk. He will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. He does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: From birth he was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. He was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform He hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and to get a good night's sleep

Flaws: Shy, Insomniac. Bonds: Mentor, Slave, Religious. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He wears a tan shirt with thin brown vertical stripes and white pants. He carries with him a set of rapiers, each one with a jet on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His hair is long and silver with streaks of brown, and is pulled back with small tan clips. His beard is brown, braided, and well cared for. He has several tiny jet earrings on each ear.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: Eiravel hails from a village terrorized by dire rats. He has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to him frivolously. Days after completing his studies, news broke out that his hometown was attacked by dire rats. Eiravel was horrified and prayed that his father was alright. However, he heard that his father had died fighting off the dire rats.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and revenge

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist, Optimist. Bonds: Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 80 gp.