Description: A woman with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. She wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath her coat. She has shaved her head bald. She is baby faced.

Personality: Prone to second guessing herself, she comes off as nervous. On top of that she is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to her employer will always come first she doesn't like to hit women.

History: She was born on a small isolated farm. Her father took her hunting and taught her how to get in the mind of other creatures. She has became unsatisfied with her lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: She would like to get married and retire.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer, Nature. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 900 sp.

Description: This western man's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, he slurs his words together. He dresses in tan turtlenecks beneath a green coat with tan slacks. His golden hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. While he appears to be a normal Elf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. After a long history of fighting, Arannis and his spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Breathy voice

Possessions: 20000 cp. 2 Holy water. 4 Antitoxin. 1 Alchemist’s fire.

Description: An older woman who prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for her hunting needs, she is not a threatening figure. She has golden hair. Her eyes are gray.

Personality: She is highly sensitive about her name. She loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. She is a thrill seeker, she laughs at people and throws down challenges. She is highly competitive and combative.

History: Kithri lived on a farm with her father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. After coming to the age of reason, Kithri took it upon herself to study the martial arts in their entirety; because of this, she was labeled a dark omen and banished from her homeland. She has since lost track of the people in her past.

Motivation: Marry her brother to traveling adventurers.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 80 gp.

Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She has a large white mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into her black robe. She is bald on top and has large brown tufts of hair around her ears. Her amber eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: Prone to second guessing herself, she comes off as nervous. She tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. She has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to her frivolously. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: Just what you see.