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 wears a white armored body suit, with a simple black line shooting up and back down. She wears her hair in dreadlocks. She is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: She thrives on attention. She does whatever is in her power to gain the attention of whomever she deems a fit date. 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 served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. 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: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Military. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 130 gp. 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: She has a missing right arm. She is typically in her Hunter uniform. Her crest is greying and her face has many wrinkles. She wears a mask on her face.

Personality: She resents people who mock her appearance or her, so she has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. Flattery will make her almost putty in your hands.

History: Her necromantic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. She helped her father out around the business and became quite the natural. She ran away from her former home and has been making her living as a Hunter for the past few years.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Speaks in third person

Possessions: 50 gp. Carnelian (20 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A 5'8" northern man, he is dressed in an above average manner. His blonde hair is smooth and relatively long. He tend to wears goggles to shield his eyes.

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 refers to his adoptive mother for almost all things he is unsure about, which are numerous. He is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when gnolls swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. Being born in the north, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the north for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way west. He has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to gnolls demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Marry his brother to traveling adventurers; and wants to raise his children well

Flaws: Emotional. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: Silver pearl (90 gp).

Description: This man tends to wear a green poncho over his likewise colored trousers and shirt. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized amethyst on his right hand. His long silver crest is drawn into a two foot long braid. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. He has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. Shamash was born on a far western plains where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Engraver. One night he noticed a nearby shooting star which he hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. He has done his darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and money/treasure

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Addict, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 400 sp.