Description: Dark and lean, she is a relatively plain woman. She wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. Her hair is red, silky, and of moderate length. She has a dull look in her amber eyes.

Personality: She goes out her way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one she won't accept into her heart. Her brief stint in the army gave her the idea she was invincible and that she is the toughest woman alive.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. 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 moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Poor, Attractive, Military, Immigrant. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: This woman is tall and muscular. She wears a tattered pair of loose blue pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. Her blonde hair is wavy and long. She has gleaming, smiling hazel eyes.

Personality: She is unhospitable to her core. Her small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. She is kind towards other women and children and will generally offer women help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to her.

History: Her history is one of pain. She was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves her parents kept. She was taken from her home at a very young age. After a long history of fighting, Pyntle and her spouse have recently divorced.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor, Slave. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 8000 sp. Blue quartz (16 gp). Peridot (70 gp).

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 has a large grey mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into her tan robe. Her golden hair is heavily combed to the right. She was beautiful and young once, which still shows through her age, but it is a faded beauty.

Personality: She believes mankind has become decadent and spoiled by the march of civilization and an end should come to life as we know it. A true patriot, Hadwisa would do anything for her country. She is fiercely protective of her fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Her mother took her hunting and taught her how to get in the mind of other creatures. 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 find somewhere to settle down; and to end her boredom

Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Nature, Military. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 200 sp.

Description: A woman with a warm, jovial air about her, she wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with wide-brimmed hat. Her crest is short and copper. 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 speaks before she thinks and is too direct. She loves teas. She is very sensitive about her face. To blow off anger she lifts weights and to control her otherwise explosive temper she works out a lot.

History: Her martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. In her 16th year, while out on a day-trip, she returned to find her hometown burning and destroyed. She found her father impaled in their home, and her mother 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. 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. Daar fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and to prove her worth to the world

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Impulsive, Fearful. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 50 gp.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears many layers of old clothing at all times. His hair, while still mostly chestnut, has prominent grey streaks. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are violet.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Elf in existence. He takes great joy in being the best Bowyer in town.

History: He was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Thervan liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: Expand his business; and he is unsatisfied with his job

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Poor, Job, Nature. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 30 pp.