Description: This petite short woman is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. She wears well tailored gowns and hats with beautiful decoration. She is almost always dressed for an outing in high society, marred by sweets. She sports red long hair. Her face is scarred and worn.

Personality: She's a bit of a prankster. She knows she is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. She has a habit of throwing herself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Tordrid took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up scythe and armor she uses now. She bought a scythe and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and to prove her worth to the world

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She is of a modest build and height, but she carries herself more imposing than she is. She typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep brown leather and dull red iron scale mail. Her hair is cut close to her head. She has green eyes.

Personality: She tends to agree with only herself unless someone else's opinion sounds like she can profit from it. She tries to control her temper but she can't always stop herself from what she feels what must be done. She is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her father always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature greatsword.

Motivation: She desires power and/or immortality; and she feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic, Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 30 gp. Banded agate (8 gp).

Description: Her left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise she appears quite healthy. She wears dark leathers with embroidery. Her head has been shaved. Her eyes are violet and she is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: She is quiet and unassuming. She ignores others and carries on with her job unassumingly. She does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Vanchu was raised in a hard working conservative environment. She moved from fad to fad and when she turned 15 she discovered singing. She struck the Ploughman job and began her own company from there.

Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg; and to be a tanner again

Ideals: Extrovert, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: She is an average looking western female in her early mid-life. She very much looks the part of a Mortician. Her hair is chestnut, silky, and of moderate length. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.

Personality: She is a very happy person and has lots of energy. To put it simply, she's a very lovable idiot. Phann is a bit of a follower. Usually she is manipulated by her sisters into helping them out, but recently she has become more of a free agent.

History: Her history is one of pain. She was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves her parents kept. Being born in the west, 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 west 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 since lost track of the people in her past.

Motivation: Regain custody of her son; and balancing her hectic life and new mortician responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Family, Slave. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 310 gp.