Description: A thin woman, she clearly needs to put on some weight, but she still has a lot of muscle. She wears a simple green robe with violet stripes complete with hood. She sports a flattop crest cut. She is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: She loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. She passes on several rewards to people in need. She makes a point to leave places better than she found them.

History: Mijira was born with her father's beautiful face. Since her father passed away years ago, her mother 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 now spends her time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Athletic, Opinionated, Philantrophist, Logical. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 80 gp.

Description: She is well dressed, but even with her fine clothing she looks run-down. She has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. Her crest, while still mostly rusty, has prominent grey streaks. Her gold eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: She is witty, but her monotone delivery comes off as unnerving Despite her manner, she is extremely passionate and proud of her job, and she prides herself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: Eggren lived on a farm with her father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. She was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. She now travels the world, in search of power and loot.

Motivation: She's attracted to the PC; and she would like to get married and retire

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Job, Family, Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 400 gp. 2 Antitoxin. 3 Thunderstones. 7 Acid flasks.

Description: A woman with a cold, calculating air about her, she wears a yellow shirt with thin brown vertical stripes and tan pants. Her white hair is knotted and matted. Her gray eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: She has a good heart but also a terrible temper. She will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. She is very protective of her business, her home, and her spouse. She is willing to work with less than legal methods but maintains the front of legitimacy.

History: She was born into a rich family. She became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: To prove her worth to the world; and she will attempt to ambush and attack anyone she thinks she can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, she will try to sell them to her slave-trader contact

Flaws: Antagonistic, Impulsive. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: Zircon (50 gp). 1 Banded mail.

Description: Dark and lean, he is a relatively plain man. He wears an entirely black suit with brown socks and a vest with buckled shoes. His white crest is heavily combed to the left. His ears are large.

Personality: He considers himself the perfect gentleman. He makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Donaar is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: Donaar was born in the south. At a young age he loved to build and create. Cursed with a spirit at a very young age, Donaar has worked very hard to control his curse. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

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: Impeccable, Justice, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 190 gp.