Description: This woman is tall and muscular. She wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. Her long chestnut hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. She has a tattooed face.

Personality: She is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of her strength. She works very hard to maintain that gentleness. She is cautious and jumpy. She reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her mother always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. In her 14th year, while out on a day-trip, she returned to find her hometown burning and destroyed. She found her mother impaled in their home, and her father beheaded. She saw the woman who walked out, and charged her in a blind rage. The woman easily evaded and defeated her, leaving her to live broken and terrified. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: She feels threatened by others; and retire the richest woman in the west

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Athletic, Disciplined. Flaws: Fearful, Antagonistic. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: A well shaped woman just over fifty, she wears professional attire. Her hair, while still mostly silver, has prominent grey streaks. Her face is full, her cheeks are rosy, and she always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in her hazel eyes.

Personality: She is not truly malevolent, but she is obsessed with singing. She constantly tries to fill her life with singing. She can't help but pocket interesting objects she comes across

History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Torbera took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up greatsword and armor she uses now. Being a Weaver kept her interest for a while, but then she became depressed and bored. So she turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: She is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and she is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences her actions

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 280 gp.

Description: She is of a modest build and height, but she carries herself more imposing than she is. She is well dressed, constantly wearing a black suit, blue shirt, and black tie. She wears a broad hat to cover her moderate length white crest. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are red.

Personality: She is a jovial happy person, but she is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. Her philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: A studious child she never was much for a social life, not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out. She always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. She guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: She is content; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Secretive, Mundane. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 2000 cp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. He has shaved his head bald. His eyes are brown and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and he wants revenge against gnolls

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Forgetful, Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: He has a missing left leg. He is renowned for his bright red suits and hats. He keeps his white hair in a pixie cut. His violet eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: He is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Dondon was raised in a hard working conservative environment. He was an apprentice working in his mother's forge. He has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Wants his loneliness to end; and to be a ploughman again

Flaws: Shy, Forgetful. Bonds: Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 500 sp.