Description: An older woman who wears a tattered pair of loose yellow pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs, she is not a threatening figure. She has shaved her head bald. Her amber eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: She has always had a great fascination with Half-Elven culture. She is a bit of a macho woman and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: She was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. She bought a bastard sword and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Racist, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She is an average looking southern female in her early mid-life. She wears a white coat over a black low-cut shirt, and a feathered hat upon her head. She wears a feathered hat to cover her moderate length chestnut hair. Her brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She is shy and timid. She has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. A fanatic, her devotion to her small selection of gods is unquestionable. She claims to be doing their will and will base all her actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Her mother raised her in a mountain cabin. She was a friend to animals and a trickster. In her defense of animals however she would do severe harm to people. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to orcs demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Revenge.

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Religious, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 20 gp. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: Dark and lean, she is a relatively plain woman. She wears a black vest with golden trim over her white shirt. Her white leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and her black boots flare out at the collars. Her chestnut hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. Her hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: While she acts the brute, she is far gentler than she would appear. She is underhanded and not above using her wealth and body to get others to do her bidding.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Kansif grew up listening to her father's many stories. A freak accident while working with her Unemployed father left her crippled. When her spouse passed she lost her only source of income but claims to her sons to still be retired.

Motivation: Wants to raise her children well.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Adventurer, Family. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 1600 sp. Peridot (80 gp). Coral (120 gp). White pearl (120 gp). 1 Smokesticks.

Description: This woman is bedraggled and starved. She wears professional attire. She has wavy red crest. She has a tattooed face.

Personality: She is not truly malevolent, but she is obsessed with writing. She constantly tries to fill her life with writing. She is an amazing painter.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her mother always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Miller hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and wants a kiss

Ideals: Artistic, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Poor. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 90 gp. A life-sized copper and silver statuette of a cockatrice. (100 gp). An elaborate, whalebone scrimshaw carving of intertwined orbs, each showing the legend of creation story (100 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). 1 Half-Plate.

Description: He wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized tan coat, and he perpetually has his pickaxe ready. His golden hair is greasy and uncared for. His hazel eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: He tends to agree with only himself unless someone else's opinion sounds like he can profit from it. He tries to control his temper but he can't always stop himself from what he feels what must be done. He lacks restraint and is impulsive. He jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: Born in a small village he learned the ways of the warrior from his father. 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. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Soveliss fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To prove his worth to the world; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Impulsive. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 300 sp. 1 Alchemist’s fire.