Description: She wears tan painted combat armor at almost all times. Her red hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a feathered hat. Her violet eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: She considers herself the perfect lady. She makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. Her actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as she answers to a power that mortal women fail to acknowledge.

History: Her arcane talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. Ostracized due to the arcane powers of her oldest sister, she and her siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Elves became a terror of the countryside. When her spouse passed she lost her only source of income but claims to her daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: Her spouse's relatives view her with great suspicion; and her religion dominates her actions

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Bonds: Religious, Family. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 70 gp. Chrysoberyl (120 gp).

Description: She is a small woman, but exceptionally fit. She wears a shirt that is too small, which lets her gut show, with a ratty tan coat over it. She has dyed her greying black hair a little too much giving a sharp black color. She has a tattooed face.

Personality: Quiet and reserved she prefers to listen than to talk. She will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. She tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: The child of a Cook, who enjoyed hunting, Arara was taken on many hunting expeditions. She was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. She never won. Since then, she has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and her spouse's relatives view her with great suspicion

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 140 gp. 2 Acid flasks.

Description: She is an average looking western female in her early mid-life. She wears a weathered and beat up set of banded mail beneath an oversized grey coat. Her hair is short and red. Her brown eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: She is quite gentle and does not know the full extent of her strength. She works very hard to maintain that gentleness. She is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Trained by her mother for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. Her first spouse was a Body Guard, they had one daughter, but her spouse won total custody. Without her spouse to temper her she grew out of control. Due to her spouse's obsession with being a Body Guard they were divorced and she won custody of their daughter. She worked as a Interpreter, and she later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Disciplined, Logical. Bonds: Military, Family. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 100 sp.

Description: This woman wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. She is muscular with a powerful set of arms. Her blonde hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a wide-brimmed hat. Her green eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: She barks her statements quickly and with little fuss. She prefers small words and is at her heart utilitarian. She uses divination through singing.

History: Diesa was born in the south. At a young age she loved to build and create. Her father was a mechanic, and taught her how to fix just about anything. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Diesa fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants a kiss.

Ideals: Gifted, Persistence, Fighting. Flaws: Terse. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: He likes to wear ponchos typically of a light grey in addition to tight pants. He carries with him a set of clubs, each one with a amber on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. His wide-brimmed hat is riddled with cuts and holes. 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 witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving He has a habit of throwing himself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. His spouse left him for another, whom he beat to an almost bloody pulp. He did not win them back, but he came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Joker, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insomniac, Impulsive. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 210 gp. Large well-done wool tapestry (200 gp).