Description: She tends to wear a brown poncho over her likewise colored trousers and shirt. She carries with her a set of greatswords, each one with a ruby on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. She wears a broad hat to cover her moderate length orange fur. Her green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Deceptive and manipulative this southern gal figured out how to best use her charms to convince people to do what she wants. She is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. She likes to tell stories.

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 psionic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.

Motivation: She feels threatened by others.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Disease, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: The man speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. He seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if he got out from a pool a few moments ago. He is wearing a long, white cloak. His hair is silver and curly. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is not truly malevolent, but he is obsessed with poetry. He constantly tries to fill his life with poetry. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Shepherd hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. Unlike his family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, he wanted to work in the city. He has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: He seems to be bored by most things.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insomniac, Fearful, Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average woman, she is not imposing. She wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. She conceals her bastard sword with her veritable burlap sack of a shirt. Her black hair has been sun bleached extensively. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: She likes to fabricate stories about her past exploits and how crazy she is, but in actuality she is rather bland. She is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure she is not cheated out of a speck.

History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. Brilliant and gifted she never wanted to apply herself. Unlike her family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, she wanted to work in the city. She has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To end her boredom; and retire the richest woman in the south

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Mundane. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: French accent

Possessions: Jet (160 gp). Bloodstone (30 gp).

Description: This slender woman stands about 6'0". She is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by her earthly robes.. Her hair, while still mostly chestnut, has prominent grey streaks. Her eyes are red.

Personality: She tends to agree with only herself unless someone else's opinion sounds like she can profit from it. She tries to control her temper but she can't always stop herself from what she feels what must be done. She is a bit of a macho woman and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

History: Born to a Barrister, her father struggled to pay the bills. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest to a summer home near a large cave. She would wander through that large cave 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Hecat took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up shortbow and armor she uses now. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Nature, Poor. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 300 gp. Carnelian (40 gp). 6 Acid flasks. 1 Antitoxin.

Description: She wears an entirely pastel suit with grey socks and a vest with buckled shoes. Her gray fur has been sun bleached extensively. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: She does not care much for physical appearances, nor does she care much for other people. She does however care about what she wants and getting it. She has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: She was raised by priests from a young age. Her father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted her to inherit them. She now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: She has a rivalry with the Church that dominates her actions.

Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 160 gp. Red garnet (120 gp). 5 Acid flasks.