Description: She has a missing right leg. She wears dull tan sweaters, loose brown pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath her sweater she keeps a concealed kukri, just in case. Her white hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Her green eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: She dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the south. The war was a terrible time for her, and Ahinar does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.

History: She was born in a small plains village. Ahinar 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 bought a kukri and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: She loathes her own lifestyle.

Ideals: Pacifist. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Military, Nature. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 600 sp. White pearl (80 gp).

Description: She is well dressed, constantly wearing a blue suit, tan shirt, and blue tie. She has moderate length chestnut hair. Her face is full, her cheeks are rosy, and she always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in her blue eyes.

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 has a cruel streak; something she gained from her previous mentor. She harbors resentment against her former mentor.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Her parents divorced when she was young, and her mother gained full cudstody. She was regularly beaten by her mother, who blamed her for driving them apart. 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 has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Rich. Occupation: Server

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 30 pp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: She is a woman of bearing and well nourished. She wears skinny pants and wears a black and grey robe with the hood down. Her chestnut hair is long and unkept. She wears a mask on her face.

Personality: She is a jovial happy person, but she is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. Despite her manner, she is extremely passionate and proud of her job, and she prides herself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: Her necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. Being born in the south, she completed her medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. She returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. She was a general practitioner in the south for years, until she, through no fault of her own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal she made her way north. She tends to her Tailor job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations she has.

Motivation: To unite with her sister.

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 300 sp.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Half-Elves. His skin is light but he possesses many tan ritualistic tattoos. He is wearing dark clothing and a heavy breastplate, keeping many of his physical features obscured. He sports a flattop hair cut. His violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the east. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Efferil is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Gifted from a young age, Efferil studied abroad. While he appears to be a normal Half-Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Pacifist, Justice, Gifted. Flaws: Disease, Insane. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 2 Antitoxin.