Description: A stocky lighter skinned woman, she is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers her face most of the time. Her golden hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. She lacks moral complications. She does what she is told to by employers but not much else. She spends her money on whatever she fancies at the time.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. Before the accident, she was one of the most outspoken anti-Elven activists. She was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Elven doctor. She became a Soapmaker soon after.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and she is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Insane, Racist. Bonds: Job, Religious. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: He wears tattered old clothes, and he perpetually has his shortbow ready. His hair is cut close to his head. His face possesses mild wrinkles. His smile is extraordinarily sincere though he does not smile often.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: He was born in a small plains village. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Tharivol took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up shortbow and armor he uses now. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Tharivol fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He feels the way he acts is they only way to get by in the world; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 160 gp.

Description: Dark and lean, she is a relatively plain woman. She wears violet painted combat armor at almost all times. Her chestnut hair has been sun bleached extensively. Her skin is flawless and her brown eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: Her tongue was cut out and she uses sign language. As long as the job gets done she does not care how it got done.

History: The child of northern immigrants she idolized her mother. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Shava has worked very hard to control her curse. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.

Motivation: She would like to get married and retire.

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 100 sp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: She is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. She wears light armors faded through time and improper care. Beneath her clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. She wears her golden hair up. She was beautiful and young once, which still shows through her age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: She is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help her friends. She considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: Her history is one of pain. She was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves her parents kept. 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 has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to brigands demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved.

Ideals: Optimist, Joker. Bonds: Slave, Attractive. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 50 gp.