Description: She sports black clothing, slightly heavier than average wear, and she perpetually has her greataxe ready. She wears a colorful flower in her black crest. Her red eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: She is a very philanthropic person; she spends her free time working at various soup kitchens. Her temper goes off on the smallest of things. She tends to lash out at those around her.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her mother. From her teen years she was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on her. 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. Savaran fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: Her right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise she appears quite healthy. She prefers to wear white pants and tee shirts. Her hair is cut close to her head. Her face is scarred and worn.

Personality: She considers herself a woman of culture and sophistication. She likes a good challenge to her wits. She is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories she has discovered

History: She was raised by priests from a young age. She dropped out of school before completing her studies. Now she works as a painting tutor during her time off.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and she has a rivalry with the church that dominates her actions

Ideals: Impeccable, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Performer

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 100 sp. 1 Masterwork Artisan’s tools.

Description: Her left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise she appears quite healthy. She wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. Her hair is golden, silky, and of moderate length. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: She loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from her. She is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Half-Elf in existence. She tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: Ahlyssa was born the youngest of three triplets. Being born in the east, 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 east 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 west. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Ahlyssa fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Regain custody of her daughter; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Justice, Optimist. Bonds: Attractive, Family. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: An abacus with copper, silver and gold markers (120 gp).

Description: A woman with a warm, jovial air about her, she tends to wear a large brown jacket. Her hair is black and curly. Her amber eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: She likes to make people angry or surprised. She has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: She was born in a small forest village. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Eva took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up scythe and armor she uses now. She has worked as a Apothecary like her father before her.

Motivation: Her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by orcs, and she desires to right it; and a deep hatred of orcs

Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Nature, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 5000 cp.