Description: A woman with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. She wears dull white sweaters, loose black pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath her sweater she keeps a concealed longsword, just in case. Her chestnut hair is matted, messy, and big. Her eyes are blue and she is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation she is generally quite perceptive. She notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. She takes great pride in her work and is very well organized. Her planner is full of calendar events.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. She helped her mother out around the business and became quite the natural. She ran away from her former home and has been making her living as a Architect for the past few years.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Religious. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 240 gp.

Description: Standing 3'3", this woman likes to wear ponchos typically of a light blue in addition to tight pants. Her white hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Her eyes are violet and she is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: She is highly sensitive about her name. She loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. She invented a lineage for herself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: She is a Succubi in disguise. When Caramip reached her early adolescence her Gnome mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.

Motivation: She desires power and/or immortality; and seeks redemption

Flaws: Sensitive, Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Military, Criminal record. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: This woman is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. She wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). She keeps her brown hair in a flapper bob. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines violet.

Personality: She can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. She cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist she will grow angry at them.

History: Shanairla was born the youngest of three triplets. Her parents enrolled her in a Aristocrat school at a young age so that she could practice her necromantic talents. By chance she met her sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: An old rival family wants her found.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She usually wears her brown robe and has her scimitar always slung over her shoulder. Her golden hair is thinning but still full. Her hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: She will rave to anyone who will listen. She is a great chef.

History: A studious child she never was much for a social life, not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out. Heather liked to wander the woods near her home when she was young, something she still likes to do at least once a week. She never liked modest clothing or shoes, so she would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and she developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. She eventually got the idea of being the protector of her homeland from reading books, and has made it her duty.

Motivation: Meet up once more with her childhood friend; and she has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Nature, Guardian, Adventurer. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: Just what you see.