Description: She wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. She carries with her a set of longbows on her belt, each one with a opal on the hilt. Her dark red hair has been sun bleached extensively. Her black eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She is curt in most of her responses. She prefers to keep her word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. She will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her mother and father. Her mother taught her the rudiments of the Shepherd arts, while her father instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Ostracized due to the divine powers of her oldest brother, she and her siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Tieflings became a terror of the countryside. 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. Makaria fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Shy, Impulsive. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 1300 sp.

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. She has slicked back golden hair. Her eyes are likewise brown. Her teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: Calm and collected, she is a well trained Laborer. To her fellows she is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Since her father passed away years ago, her mother 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 leaves a trail of broken hearts and full pockets wherever she goes.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and wants to work out more often

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She wears a yellow shirt with thin tan vertical stripes and red pants. She is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly clubs and longswords. Her brown hair is lengthy. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She considers herself the protector of her home. She feels this is her duty and calling. She moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep her interest for a month it is impressive.

History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Her parents died when she was young, and she was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Mara grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Mara. She would ruin relationships and cause injury. She was reprimanded several times before being given her current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: A rival would like her out of the picture; and to protect her home

Flaws: Insane, Hedonist, Mundane. Bonds: Criminal record, Guardian. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 80 gp. 1 Breastplate.

Description: This younger middle-aged woman wears an entirely white suit with violet socks and a vest with buckled shoes, and a wedding ring on her right hand. She has moderate length blonde hair. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Puyet isn't afraid of most anything. She has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Half-Orc unity. When she's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, she's doing dancing.

History: Born to a Bather, her father struggled to pay the bills. Her father was very strict, and drilled into her lessons on being the perfect lady. She has since married many spouses, only to have them die. She claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: She feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world; and to get a good night's sleep

Ideals: Impeccable, Artistic. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: In love, Poor. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 340 gp. 1 Masterwork Musical instrument.

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 tattered old clothes. Her blue hair is unkempt and raggedy. She has red eyes.

Personality: She shows great sympathy to all travelers. She's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. She also is a firm believer in the womanly ideal.

History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. A few years later when the east was not economically sound they moved to her current location. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To prove her worth to the world; and she desires power and/or immortality

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Impulsive. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 230 gp. Gold dragon comb with red garnet eye (300 gp). Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (300 gp).