Description: She is dressed in earthy colors with a tan and black handkerchief worn on her left side. She cuts an attractive figure and her suit of old armor is well cared for even if it is obsolete. Her blonde hair is knotted and matted. Her face is full, her cheeks are rosy, and she always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in her amber eyes.

Personality: She is curt in most of her responses. She prefers to keep her word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. 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: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her mother and father. Her mother taught her the rudiments of the Barkeep arts, while her father instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Being born in the north, 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 north 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 west. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Rich, Family. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 30 pp.

Description: A woman with a warm, jovial air about her, she prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for her hunting needs. Her long blonde hair reaches down to her waist. Her brown eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: She is intelligent and cunning, but she will too often allow her rage to get the better of her. She will lose her cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. She does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her mother. Before the accident, she was one of the most outspoken anti-Half-Elven activists. She was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Half-Elven doctor. She got away from her former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Half-Elven people.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Addict, Antagonistic, Insomniac, Racist. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 70 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This younger middle-aged woman wears long strands of topaz and short blue dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths, and a wedding ring on her right hand. Her black hair is knotted and matted. She was beautiful and young once, which still shows through her age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: She acts crazy and hedonistic. She is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes her no end of embarrassment.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. She inherited a moderately successful company from her mother. Under her leadership it has flourished, and using capital from her venture she effectively owns an entire region. Some 10 years later her spouse died after the birth of her son. Heartbroken, Mumpena never married again. Instead she focused her life to raising her son whom she trained as her mother had trained her before.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and she is greedy

Flaws: Hedonist, Forgetful. Bonds: Rich, In love, Attractive. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 90 gp.

Description: She is a small woman, but exceptionally fit. She dresses in black turtlenecks beneath a tan coat with grey slacks. She wears a colorful flower in her dark red hair. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: She is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks her mind. More though she will beg to come along on any journeys. She will attempt to stowaway on any ship she can in the hopes that it will get her further away.

History: She was born at the edge of vast desert. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. She would wander through that ruined castle 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Prosperine took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up monstrous two handed axe and armor she uses now. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and she is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Slave, Nature. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 5000 cp.