Description: A moderately attractive woman, she dresses well, typically a more casual-formal manner. She wears her white hair down. Her eyes are brown and she is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: She is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks her mind. She also is a firm believer in the womanly ideal.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. Through the years after Shaena was born, her father became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Shaena's father didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To prove her worth to the world.

Flaws: Shy, Impulsive, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 80 gp. Jasper (50 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average woman, she is not imposing. She wears dark leathers with embroidery. Her broad hat is riddled with cuts and holes. Her blue eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: She cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with her opinion, she thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, she can get violently argumentative. Anne 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: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. She sought a place where she would be rewarded solely on the merits of her skills. This search led her directly into Assassin work with an outfit from a few towns over. Assassin work suited her well, and with each successful project, she earned more gold and more respect from her peers. She has since lost track of the people in her past.

Motivation: Expand her business; and she has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Family, Rich, Job. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. He carries with him a set of scythes, each one with a topaz on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His moppish golden hair is in a traditional bowl cut. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He was born on a small isolated farm. He was a friend to animals and a trickster. In his defense of animals however he would do severe harm to people. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's attracted to the PC; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, Has a crush. Occupation: Server

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: Banded agate (15 gp). 1 Masterwork manacles.

Description: A plain young-adult woman, she is typically in her Roofer uniform. She wears a small hat to hide her balding. Her eyes are a pleasant gray.

Personality: She considers herself a woman of culture and sophistication. She likes a good challenge to her wits. She pushes her goals aggressively. She is also a coward if confronted.

History: She was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. Like her mother and her sister before her, after school she went straight into learning to become a Roofer. She has achieved small success as a Roofer.

Motivation: An old rival family wants her found.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Fearful, Mundane. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: He is a pot bellied southern man with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. He prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for his hunting needs. His purple hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: Mormo speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He is cautious and jumpy. He reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Mormo liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable. Flaws: Insomniac, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: Obsidian (16 gp).