Description: She 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. She is portly but not overly obese. Her white hair is greasy and uncared for. She has green eyes.

Personality: She loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from her. She is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Half-Orc in existence. She loves being with her children and actually smiles when they are around. She would do anything for them. She dislikes her ex a great deal.

History: From birth she was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. While she appears to be a normal Half-Orc, 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. Due to her spouse's obsession with being a Actor they were divorced and she won custody of their son. She worked as a Cartwright, and she later adopted a second son.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Family, Mentor. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 30 pp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: A pudgy woman standing about 6'2" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. She has black crest. Her red eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: She will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken her opponents. Despite her formidable combat skills she remains a coward. She is ready at a moment's notice to give into her darker urges. She is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. She often ends up burning people alive in the fires she starts.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her mother. Quespa was a troubled youth. She spent her days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent her evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Quespa decided she wanted neither the life of her mother nor that of the evil petty criminals she associated with. During her early adolescence, she took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. Being a Marshal kept her interest for a while, but then she became depressed and bored. So she turned to a secret life of crime, taking increasingly more risks and challenges.

Motivation: She possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Addict, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 400 sp. Deep blue spinel (200 gp).

Description: With tan face paint in a stripe pattern across her face, she is well dressed, constantly wearing a green suit, black shirt, and tan tie. She wears her dark red hair up. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady silver 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. She also has developed a complete distrust of the Spice Merchant profession.

History: Nija was born into a poor family. Growing up, she dreamt of becoming a Expert, to bring honor to her family’s name. When she came of age, she applied for a position with her town's local guard, looking to work her way up via merit and eventually become a Expert in service of a powerful lord somewhere. She made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. She has gone from town to town till she finds a spot where she can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: She has passion for adventuring and risk.

Ideals: Optimist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 200 gp. Hematite (16 gp). Deep blue spinel (700 gp).

Description: This woman is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of her veins is visible when she is not flexing. Her shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for her due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. She keeps her red fur in a flapper bob. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She considers herself the perfect lady. She makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. She is underhanded and not above using her wealth and body to get others to do her bidding.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her mother. She was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. She never won. She is untrained/undisciplined, which makes her dangerous.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Impeccable. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 19000 cp. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She is an exceptionally muscular looking eastern young adult. She prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for her hunting needs. Beneath her clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. Her white hair is singed and shortened. Her violet eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: She has schizophrenia that causes her to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. She is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. She likes to tell stories.

History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Her father took her hunting and taught her how to get in the mind of other creatures. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and she is wracked by social anxiety

Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Slave, Nature. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 100 gp.