Description: She is in excellent shape and wears silk and lounges about seductively. She wears her chestnut hair up. Her eyes are likewise gold.

Personality: She exudes charisma. She is a tour de force of persuasion. She is accommodating to her spouse and as such limits her hospitality. She is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven herself a capable leader.

History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. Her parents died when she was young, and she was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Damaia grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Damaia. She would ruin relationships and cause injury. She was reprimanded several times before being given her current form and forced to learn humility.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and a rival would like her out of the picture

Ideals: Athletic. Bonds: Attractive, In love, Military, Criminal record. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A woman with a cold, calculating air about her, she dresses like a well dressed Server does. Her white hair is still thick. Her eyes are amber and beady.

Personality: She fancies herself a trickster and likes to rely on her wits to carry the day. She cares for her older siblings and likes to be recognized by them. She disdains her fellow northerners, claiming they make her look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: She was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. She now owns her own business.

Motivation: To be a Mason again.

Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Job, Family, Immigrant. Occupation: Server

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 400 sp.

Description: She stands about 2'8" and wears a white vest with golden trim over her white shirt. Her brown leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and her white boots flare out at the collars. Her left hand appears badly burned and disfigured. Her hair is always cut to a buzz. Her violet eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

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. Her temper goes off on the smallest of things. She tends to lash out at those around her.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her mother. While she appears to be a normal Halfling, 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. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

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

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 600 sp.

Description: A 5'11" southern woman, she is typically in her Locksmith uniform. She has chestnut hair. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.

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: Azza was born in the south. At a young age she loved to build and create. Like her mother and her brother before her, after school she went straight into learning to become a Locksmith. Lacking all sense, she decided to go on an adventure. She picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and obtaining odd cultural human artifacts is her passion

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 70 gp.

Description: She is an average looking eastern female in her early mid-life. She is wearing a long, pastel, dusty cloak. Her fur is yellow and curly. She wears a mask on her face.

Personality: She resents people who mock her appearance or her, so she has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. 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, Flame is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: She was born in the east, but her parents moved at a very young age to the north. She helped her father out around the business and became quite the natural. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: Revenge; and a deep hatred of orcs

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 5000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.