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 wears a green collared shirt and black skirt. She accessorizes with a pastel scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across her shirt. She has styled her white crest well, parting it to the right. Her red eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: She considers herself a woman of culture and sophistication. She likes a good challenge to her wits. She cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist she will grow angry at them.

History: Aasathra was born with her mother's beautiful face. Since her mother passed away years ago, her father had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. After a long history of fighting, Aasathra and her spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: She feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world; and she's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 240 gp. Coral (50 gp). Amethyst (50 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A woman with a friendly, welcoming air about her, she usually wears her brown robe and has her bastard sword always slung over her shoulder. She keeps her long orange fur kept up in a rat tail. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

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. Despite her manner, she is extremely passionate and proud of her job, and she prides herself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: Her father raised her in a mountain cabin. Being born in the north, 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 north 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 south. She now owns her own business.

Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it; and wants to raise her children well

Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Job, Nature, Family, Rich. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: A woman with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. She dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. She sports a flattop crest cut. She has red eyes and a green hat with a tan feather.

Personality: Aggressive, abrasive, and angry, Ruloth embodies much of what other species detest in the Dragonborns. She cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Trained by her father for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. From her teen years she was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on her. She used her abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Military. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 1 Chain shirt.

Description: A plain young-adult woman, she wears dark leathers with embroidery. She has moderate length blonde hair. She was beautiful and young once, which still shows through her age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating she would invite many more into her home than her spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. When she's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, she's doing poetry.

History: She was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. Since her mother passed away years ago, her father had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. She routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and she has decided she is irredeemable

Ideals: Philantrophist, Artistic, Logical. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 120 gp. 1 Breastplate.

Description: A woman of a pale complexion, she wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with Stetson hat. She has black hair. She has several tiny jet earrings on each ear.

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. Meriele is a bit of a follower. Usually she is manipulated by her brothers into helping them out, but recently she has become more of a free agent.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her mother always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. When Meriele reached her early adolescence her Elf mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. When her spouse passed she lost her only source of income but claims to her daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and her relatives are trying to arrange a marriage

Flaws: Cynical, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Family, Military. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 100 gp.