Description: A 3'2" southern woman, she wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. She wears her brown hair up in a very large beehive style do. Her blue eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: She trusts no one. She is not readily capable for forgiveness and her ire never leaves her. 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, Enidda 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. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Enidda took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up rapier and armor she uses now. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Layabout

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

Possessions: 80 gp.

Description: She is of a modest build and height, but she carries herself more imposing than she is. She wears a pastel cloak and cross-gartered black stockings. Her white fur, when down, is lengthy. 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 is irritable and easily angered. She is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use her stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. She is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in her opinion.

History: Left-Handed was born into a poor family. Growing up, she dreamt of becoming a Paladin, to bring honor to her family’s name. When she came of age, she applied for a position with her town's local guard, looking to work her way up via merit and eventually become a Paladin in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Left-Handed abandoned her home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. She survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. She did whatever it took for her to survive. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and she desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 6000 cp.

Description: He is well dressed, constantly wearing a blue suit, black shirt, and brown tie. He is portly but not overly obese. He has wavy auburn hair. He wears an eyepatch.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a man enough he will sell his own mother. Money is his most trusted friend.

History: His father raised him in a mountain cabin. He struck it rich when he found rare goods in large quantities. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: He is greedy; and he has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Low range voice

Possessions: 80 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This dark-skinned male is dressed in an above average manner. He is tall, broad shouldered and powerfully built. He has wavy brown hair. His face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. His spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.

Personality: He exudes charisma. He is a tour de force of persuasion. He is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. From his teen years he was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on him. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Richard fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Dragonborn compassion; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Attractive, Religious. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: Just what you see.