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 blue and curly. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gold.

Personality: Quiet and reserved she prefers to listen than to talk. She will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. She does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of illithids may trigger it at times.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her mother. In her 11th year, her parents were killed by a illithids raid, leaving Naamah alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, she was adopted. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by illithids. Naamah was horrified and prayed that her father was alright. However, she heard that her father had died fighting off the illithids.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This woman is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. She very much looks the part of a Ruler. Her green crest is greasy and uncared for. Her eyes are red and she is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: She hates dire rats. She views them as having robbed her home of its proper glory. Her actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as she answers to a power that mortal women fail to acknowledge.

History: She was born in the south, but her parents moved at a very young age to the north. She sought a place where she would be rewarded solely on the merits of her skills. This search led her directly into Ruler work with an outfit from a few towns over. Ruler work suited her well, and with each successful project, she earned more gold and more respect from her peers. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by dire rats. Jezean was horrified and prayed that her father was alright. However, she heard that her father had died fighting off the dire rats.

Motivation: Expand her business.

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Enemies, Religious. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 150 gp.

Description: She wears bulky grey painted plate armor. Her skin is fair and her fingers are delicate and long. Her hair is cut close to her head. Her eyes are hazel and she is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: She is quite rude, and likes to deride her opponents skill and shout insults at them. As long as the job gets done she does not care how it got done.

History: She comes from a rich western family. She inherited a moderately successful company from her mother. Under her leadership it has flourished, and using capital from her venture she effectively owns an entire region. She is untrained/undisciplined, which makes her dangerous.

Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it; and she is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Professionalism, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 200 sp.

Description: He wears a black armored body suit, with a simple grey line shooting up and back down, and carries nunchakus. With a patchy blonde beard and wild blonde hair. His ears are large.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Odorr was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. He eventually earned his freedom when his former master disappeared. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Lacking all sense, he decided to go on an adventure. He picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: He has passion for adventuring and risk.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Mentor. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 120 gp.