Description: This eastern woman wears a robe, a symbol of strength around her neck, and a shortspear on her belt. Her clothes are grease stained in places. Her blonde hair is lengthy. Her eyes are likewise gray.

Personality: A grumpy gal she will invite people to lunch so she can critique them. Yet she still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. She invites people to come help in her community garden.

History: Emeny was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her mother was employed at, doing general labor. Her parents divorced when she was young, and her mother gained full cudstody. She was regularly beaten by her mother, who blamed her for driving them apart. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Emeny fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 4000 cp. Red-brown spinel (140 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: This woman is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. She is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing black cape and mantle trimmed with soft white waves gently in the breeze. Her dark red hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Her silver eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Sekhmet isn't afraid of most anything. She has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Tiefling unity. She has a habit of throwing herself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious eastern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. She inherited a moderately successful company from her mother. Under her leadership it has flourished, and using capital from her venture she effectively owns an entire region. She left for the east, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: She is compelled to act according to her religious beliefs; and she feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: This woman is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of her veins is visible when she is not flexing. Her shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for her due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. Her silver hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. Her brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She is highly sensitive about her name. She loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. She is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: Trained by her father for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. 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. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Tawna fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and regain custody of her daughter

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Sensitive, Selfish. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Soothing and warm

Possessions: 100 sp.

Description: She wears blue painted combat armor at almost all times, and she perpetually has her greataxe ready. She wears her silver hair up in a very large beehive style do. Her hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Ridaro hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate her. It was this clingy personality that held back her painting career. She takes great joy in being the best Mortician in town.

History: A child with a great deal of painting talent her parents made sure she got the chance to thrive. When she came of age, she joined a caravan that would eventually take her to the capital. She would practice along the way and, when she arrived, be apprenticed to a Mortician. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Ridaro fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Expand her business; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: 20 pp.