Description: A woman with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. She is wearing a perfectly clean shirt and pair of pants. She has dyed her greying black fur a little too much giving a sharp black color. 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: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: She was born at the edge of vast plains. Her father disappeared, and while she tried to raise money to find her father, she was betrayed dozens of times. By chance she met her brother recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: To unite with her brother; and doesn't want to be a bounty hunter and was forced into it by her family

Ideals: Athletic, Joker. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Family. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: She appears as an extremely gaunt Human, and stands approximately 4'11". She wears light armors faded through time and improper care, and her gloved hand is found clutching a flail. She has white hair. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

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 obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: She was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. She was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. Her spouse died of illness and she inherited everything. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: She is greedy; and money/treasure

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average man, he is not imposing. He wears a black vest with golden trim over his white shirt. His blue leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and his black boots flare out at the collars. He keeps his long rusty crest kept up in a rat tail. His gold eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. In his formative years he discovered how persuasive he was. He began using that to his advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. He spent several years traveling with his friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: He'd like to take his coworkers down a peg; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Terse, Fearful. Bonds: Adventurer, Job. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Booming voice

Possessions: 110 gp.

Description: An older woman who prefers to wear the grand gowns of high society. She carries her fan with her everywhere and carries herself as the perfect lady, she is not a threatening figure. Her golden hair is smooth and relatively long. Her fair skin shows little sign of her aristocratic breeding.

Personality: She is witty, but her monotone delivery comes off as unnerving She has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a woman enough she will sell her own mother. Money is her most trusted friend.

History: Meriele was born the youngest of three triplets. 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 has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Guard.

Motivation: She is unsatisfied with her job; and doesn't want to be a guard and was forced into it by her family

Ideals: Joker. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Family, Job. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: She is a physically imposing light-skinned woman. She wears a custom-built plate barding that's adorned with blue lining and desert motifs. She wears her hair in dreadlocks. Her ears are large.

Personality: She is quite rude, and likes to deride her opponents skill and shout insults at them. Further she is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her father always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. While she appears to be a normal Gnome, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Duvamil fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Addict, Insane. Occupation: Shoemaker

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item.