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 prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. She carries her fan with her everywhere and carries herself as the perfect lady. Her hair is black, silky, and of moderate length. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. 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, Donella is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. Since her mother passed away years ago, her father had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

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

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She wears a violet coat over a black low-cut shirt, and a top hat upon her head. Her skin is fair and her fingers are delicate and long. Her hair is brown and curly. Her green eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: She considers herself the protector of her home. She feels this is her duty and calling. She does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for her. She lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Mialee was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. Since her father passed away years ago, her mother had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. She eventually got the idea of being the protector of her homeland from reading books, and has made it her duty.

Motivation: She is wracked by social anxiety; and to protect her home

Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Guardian, Rich, Mentor, Attractive. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: A woman with a friendly, welcoming air about her, she is well dressed, but even with her fine clothing she looks run-down. Her silver hair is thinning but still full. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: She is fixated on the number 64. She counts her steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. She seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. Reddlepop is a bit of a follower. Usually she is manipulated by her sisters into helping them out, but recently she has become more of a free agent.

History: A powerful brothel owner made her what she is. Her mother was very strict, and drilled into her lessons on being the perfect lady. She has been saving her money to try and buy her sister's freedom.

Motivation: She's in love; and she has a crush on the local knight

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Family, Mentor, Has a crush. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 300 sp.

Description: He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. His black hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: The man has a huge range of feeling. He will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how he will be a better person from this day on. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his mother.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his mother. Since his mother passed away years ago, his father had doted on him, and he came to think her himself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by his attractiveness, a trait in which he easily excels the other men of his town. 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. Gomory fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and retire the richest man in the north

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac, Emotional. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 2000 cp. Amethyst (160 gp).