Description: She wears an entirely black suit with brown socks and a vest with buckled shoes. She is portly but not overly obese. Her hair is short and brown. Her red eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

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 works hard and plays hard.

History: Nija was born in the west. At a young age she loved to build and create. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. Since then, she has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: She wants to get laid; and she has a crush on the local performer

Ideals: Persistence, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Has a crush. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 2000 cp.

Description: She wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. She carries with her a set of halberds, each one with a jet on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. Her blonde hair is lengthy. Her eyes are likewise violet. Her teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: She is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before her hampering stammer kicks in. 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: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. From her teen years she was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on her. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Ahinar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She is content; and a deep hatred of orcs

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Shy, Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 80 gp.

Description: She wears professional attire. Her long chestnut hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. She was beautiful and young once, which still shows through her age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: She is happy with her job as a Fletcher. She turns her eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. She has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: She was raised by priests from a young age. 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 gone from town to town till she finds a spot where she can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Fletcher responsibilities is difficult; and expand her business

Ideals: Justice. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 30 pp.

Description: She is well dressed, constantly wearing a green suit, tan shirt, and grey tie. She has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. Her purple hair is unkempt and raggedy. Her black eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. The occasional robbery is her preferred attention getting crime, but she mainly uses her means for meeting her own perverse desires.

History: Born to a Baker, her father struggled to pay the bills. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. Being a Painter kept her interest for a while, but then she became depressed and bored. So she turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: She has comitted a past crime that haunts her to this day; and seeks redemption

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Criminal record. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: Just what you see.