Description: An imposing woman with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right leg, she dresses well, wearing red shirts, loose pants, and blazers most of the time. Her silver hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. Her skin is flawless and her hazel eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: She shows great sympathy to all travelers. She's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. She is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in her opinion.

History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent her parents made sure she got the chance to thrive. 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 never given up on her poetry dream.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and she has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Philantrophist, Opinionated, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 100 gp. Brown-green garnet (100 gp).

Description: 5'1" and muscular, this eastern woman wears a robe, a symbol of luck around her neck, and a bow on her belt. Her orange fur is thinning but still full. Her face is scarred and worn.

Personality: She can speak with the recently deceased. She keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to her own.

History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. 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 was granted druidic powers by her dying brother.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 4000 cp. 1 Breastplate.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He wears a tattered pair of loose tan pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His half smiles and amber eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk he knows how to make people feel guilty. He keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to his own.

History: The child of northern immigrants he idolized his father. Ostracized due to the psionic powers of his oldest sister, he and his siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Elves became a terror of the countryside. He was granted psionic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He feels kind of lost in life; and he loathes his own lifestyle

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 20 pp.

Description: This western woman's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, she slurs her words together. She wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. She usually doesn't wear a shirt. She wears her silver hair up in a very large beehive style do. She has several tiny ruby earrings on each ear.

Personality: She tends to agree with only herself unless someone else's opinion sounds like she can profit from it. She tries to control her temper but she can't always stop herself from what she feels what must be done. More though she will beg to come along on any journeys. She will attempt to stowaway on any ship she can in the hopes that it will get her further away.

History: Myria lived on a farm with her mother, near the main road leading to a nearby town. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a large cave. She would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Myria took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up trident and armor she uses now. By chance she met her sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: To unite with her sister; and her spouse's relatives view her with great suspicion

Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Slave, Family, Nature. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: Chrysoberyl (80 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.