Description: She is scrawny and has patchy red stubble. She wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath her coat. She has a hunchback. Her red hair is braided into rings. Her amber eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Here is a woman who knows she is the smartest in the room. She talks down to others constantly. She does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of giants may trigger it at times.

History: She was born into a rich family. Her mother was a soldier and died while she was still young. Diesa was left her mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by giants. Diesa was horrified and prayed that her father was alright. However, she heard that her father had died fighting off the giants.

Motivation: Several ex partners dislike her way of doing things and want revenge; and she has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies, Rich, Military. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 260 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A middle-aged woman, she wears bulky brown painted plate armor, and is pretty ugly. Her red fur is knotted and matted. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. Her brief stint in the army gave her the idea she was invincible and that she is the toughest woman alive.

History: Born in the north to a Spice Merchant, Harvest learned a great deal about her father's area of expertise. She was one of the best in her class, and was picked up by her current employer. She quickly showed her capability and was soon promoted to a head role. She is untrained/undisciplined, which makes her dangerous.

Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Spice Merchant responsibilities is difficult; and she is unsatisfied with her job

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Cynical. Bonds: Military, Job. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 210 gp. A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (150 gp). A small bag of saffron. (10 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (600 gp).

Description: She likes to wear brown tank tops with blue skirt. She carries a battered sword and tarnished scimitar as well. She keeps her brown hair in a pixie cut. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

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 seeks to pay back kindness whenever she gets the chance. Whether it be in the form of unwanted serenades or the latest gossip she always seeks to do solids for her friends.

History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her father and mother. Her father taught her the rudiments of the Bather arts, while her mother instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. 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 knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

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

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 5000 cp.

Description: This man stands a little under 6'5" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears a black shirt with thin pastel vertical stripes and black pants. His blue crest is smooth and relatively long. His gold eyes peer out from beneath his feathered black hat.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: He comes from a rich western family. After coming to the age of reason, Rivaan took it upon himself to study the druidic arts in their entirety; because of this, he was labeled a dark omen and banished from his homeland. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Dwarven people; and dwarven compassion

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Selfish, Racist. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 50 gp.