Description: A plain young-adult woman, she has the majority of her body covered in plate. Her silver hair is greasy and uncared for. Her eyes are likewise green.

Personality: She will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken her opponents. Despite her formidable combat skills she remains a coward. She is accommodating to her spouse and as such limits her hospitality. She is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven herself a capable leader.

History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. At a young age she wooed the heart of her future spouse and the two had a long relationship before they wed. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Rose fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love.

Ideals: Fighting, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: In love. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: This woman prefers to wear flannel. She has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized amethyst on her left hand. She has done her best to style her brown hair to look like a famous performer. Her hazel eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Irann is depressed about a lot of things. She tends to be a nihilist. She would rather hide behind her crafts than deal with other people.

History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her father and mother. Her father taught her the rudiments of the Weaver arts, while her mother instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. She inherited a moderately successful company from her father. Under her leadership it has flourished, and using capital from her venture she effectively owns an entire region. She's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: She loathes her own lifestyle; and she feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Addict, Depressed, Shy. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She is a mite stocky and wears an entirely black suit with green socks and a vest with buckled shoes. Her brown hair is matted, messy, and big. She has gleaming, smiling black eyes.

Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. She is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. When the war came and ruined her parents she was left adrift. She was a hard woman then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. She left for the east, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: She is unsatisfied with her job; and she is terrified, and will act out of fear

Flaws: Ugly, Cynical, Shy, PTSD. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 130 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 hair is always cut to a buzz. Her violet eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk she knows how to make people feel guilty. As she has aged she has sought to do reparations for her actions as a youth. She is also making sure that her compatriots who never received punishment for their crimes are brought to justice.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her mother. 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 goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Oriel fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She loathes her own lifestyle; and she feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 4000 cp. 1 Masterwork studded leather.