Description: She is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers her face most of the time. She carries with her a set of falchions on her belt, each one with a amber on the hilt. Her scarlet crest is long and unkept. Her red eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Burana isn't afraid of most anything. She has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Dragonborn unity. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Burana is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her mother always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. Through the years after Burana was born, her mother became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the south. Burana's mother didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. After a long history of fighting, Burana and her spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and she feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable, Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Can't modulate volume

Possessions: 200 gp. Blue sapphire (600 gp).

Description: An imposing woman with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left hand, she wears dark leathers with embroidery. Her white hair is smooth and relatively long. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines green.

Personality: She considers herself the protector of her home. She feels this is her duty and calling. Around other people she will do her best to conceal her emotions and appear jolly.

History: A child with a great deal of painting talent her parents made sure she got the chance to thrive. She moved from fad to fad and when she turned 15 she discovered painting. She has never given up on her painting dream.

Motivation: She's in love; and to protect her home

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Guardian. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 270 gp.

Description: She is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. She carries with her a set of longbows on her belt, each one with a emerald on the hilt. Her fur is beige and curly. Her hazel eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating she would invite many more into her home than her spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. She is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes her no end of embarrassment.

History: The child of a Farmer, who enjoyed hunting, Nimble was taken on many hunting expeditions. From there she went from mercenary job to mercenary job. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: She has decided she is irredeemable; and a rival would like her out of the picture

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Nature, Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 330 gp.

Description: A woman of a pale complexion, she wears a tattered pair of loose black pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. Her black hair is singed and shortened. Her white eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. She uses divination through singing.

History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Bryseis fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: 200 sp.

Description: He is in excellent shape and wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. He keeps his long green crest kept up in a rat tail. His eyes are red and catlike.

Personality: He is a jovial happy person, but he is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. A fanatic, his devotion to his small selection of gods is unquestionable. He claims to be doing their will and will base all his actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: His arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. His arcane abilities were realized during a raid on his village. He has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and he has a rivalry with the church that dominates his actions

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Athletic, Optimist, Gifted. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 1 Masterwork Common Melee.