Description: She is of a modest build and height, but she carries herself more imposing than she is. She tends to wear a large yellow jacket. Her auburn hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. Her eyes are a pleasant brown.

Personality: Here is a woman who knows she is the smartest in the room. She talks down to others constantly. The war was a terrible time for her, and Yvonne does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her father always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. When Yvonne reached her early adolescence her Half-Elf father 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. One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: She is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences her actions; and she feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Impeccable, Persistence. Flaws: Depressed, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military, Criminal record. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 10 pp.

Description: Her skin has the orange glow of too much sun. She wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath her coat. She wears her blonde hair down. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: She is intelligent and cunning, but she will too often allow her rage to get the better of her. She will lose her cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. 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: She was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Jarsali has worked very hard to control her curse. She bought a nunchaku and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: She made a deal with a demon which lead to her current lot in life, and she's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and she's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Antagonistic, Disease. Bonds: Religious, Nature, Debt. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 400 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: This woman stands a little under 4'0" and is a bit bulky. She is very muscular particularly in the legs. She wears a fancy brown dress. Her hair is greying and her face has many wrinkles. Her fair skin shows little sign of her aristocratic breeding.

Personality: She is enamored with her job. She loves it. She likes the challenge and she likes helping those less fortunate than her. She is always in debt, since she spends her money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: Born to a Armorer, her father struggled to pay the bills. Her parents enrolled her in a Aristocrat school at a young age so that she could practice her martial talents. She struck the Architect job and began her own company from there.

Motivation: She is terrified, and will act out of fear; and to be a armorer again

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Impulsive, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Poor. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 370 gp. White pearl (60 gp). Coral (60 gp).

Description: She has a missing left leg. She wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. Her hair is long and brown with streaks of white, and is pulled back with small red clips. Her eyes are a pleasant green.

Personality: She considers herself a woman of culture and sophistication. She likes a good challenge to her wits. She keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to her own.

History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. She inherited a moderately successful company from her father. Under her leadership it has flourished, and using capital from her venture she effectively owns an entire region. She now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Jeweler

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This woman stands a little under 4'1" and is a bit bulky. She is very muscular particularly in the legs. She has a large grey mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into her green robe. Her hair, while still mostly golden, has prominent grey streaks. Her half smiles and violet eyes are beguiling and draw you in.

Personality: She is quite rude, and likes to deride her opponents skill and shout insults at them. She does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: A powerful brothel owner made her what she is. Marastyr abandoned her home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. She survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. She did whatever it took for her to survive. She spent several years traveling with her friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Halfling artifacts is her passion.

Flaws: Antagonistic, Insomniac. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 600 sp. 4 Antitoxin.