Description: With white face paint in a stripe pattern across her face, she is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by her earthly robes.. With bright white hair. Her skin is flawless and her violet eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: She considers herself a woman of culture and sophistication. She likes a good challenge to her wits. 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: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Being born in the south, she completed her medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. She returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. She was a general practitioner in the south for years, until she, through no fault of her own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal she made her way north. She has achieved small success as a Doctor.

Motivation: She doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes; and she feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Rich, Family. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 120 gp. Iolite (20 gp). 1 Chain shirt.

Description: She stands about 4'0" and very much looks the part of a Server. Her left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. Sporting a golden mohawk this woman's hair draws a lot of attention. She is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: Cocky and sure of herself, she believes she is the best Server born in the past three hundred years. She does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of drow may trigger it at times.

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 childhood dream was to be a Soapmaker, but she was a colossal failure. She has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Expand her business.

Bonds: Job, Attractive, Enemies, Military. Occupation: Server

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Good lock.

Description: A middle-aged woman, she wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. She conceals her longbow with her veritable burlap sack of a shirt, and is pretty ugly. She keeps her blonde hair in a pixie cut. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: She does not care much for physical appearances, nor does she care much for other people. She does however care about what she wants and getting it. She receives visions of the future at random moments

History: A studious child she never was much for a social life, not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to her current location. She would ruin relationships and cause injury. She was reprimanded several times before being given her current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: Find a way to reverse the transformation of her brother; and she is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record, Family. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 30 gp. 1 Crowbar.

Description: She stands about 6'3" and wears light armors faded through time and improper care. Her left leg appears badly burned and disfigured. She has styled her white crest well, parting it to the left. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: Prone to second guessing herself, she comes off as nervous. To her fellows she is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Raised by wardens she was only a novice when orcs swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. Her father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but she insists her father was legitimate. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by orcs. Akra was horrified and prayed that her father was alright. However, she heard that her father had died fighting off the orcs.

Motivation: Someone believes her a fraud.

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Enemies, Religious. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 70 gp.