Description: An imposing woman with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, she wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. She has black hair. Her eyes are brown.

Personality: She has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. She is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with her big mouthed big gutted partner. Her partner is her best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. Around other people she will do her best to conceal her emotions and appear jolly.

History: Rosamund was born the youngest of three triplets. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. She has became unsatisfied with her lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: She wants to meet her childhood hero; and to reunite with her absent mother

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 300 sp. Rhodochrosite (11 gp).

Description: An imposing woman with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, she is dressed in a clean black cloak covering her clean studded leather. Her golden hair is singed and shortened. Her eyes are blue and beady.

Personality: She will rave to anyone who will listen. She invites people to come help in her community garden.

History: Reeza was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Like her father and her brother before her, after school she went straight into learning to become a Cook. She then took over the family business and is one of the better Cook for hire.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and expand her business

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 320 gp.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His hair is cut close to his head. His face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He would rather hide behind his crafts than deal with other people.

History: Tharivol was born into a poor family. Growing up, he dreamt of becoming a Fighter, to bring honor to his family’s name. When he came of age, he applied for a position with his town's local guard, looking to work his way up via merit and eventually become a Fighter in service of a powerful lord somewhere. He moved from fad to fad and when he turned 15 he discovered painting. He remains aloof and afraid to be himself due to all the ideals others have placed upon him.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is his passion.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 340 gp.

Description: He is an attractive man, lean and moderately muscular. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He has brown hair. He wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: He likes to be helpful to his clients. He likes to prescribe proper advice to his clients. He loves his children and doesn't want them to worry about him. He loves to share his poetry with anyone who is interested.

History: He was born in the north. His childhood dream was to be a Cook, but he was a colossal failure. When his spouse passed he lost his only source of income but claims to his sons to still be retired.

Motivation: To unite with his brother; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Family, Immigrant. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 1600 sp.