Description: She wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with feathered hat. Her skin is fair and her fingers are delicate and long. Her auburn hair is unkempt and raggedy. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She tends to agree with only herself unless someone else's opinion sounds like she can profit from it. She tries to control her temper but she can't always stop herself from what she feels what must be done. She is cautious and jumpy. She reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: Irann was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her mother was employed at, doing general labor. Her parents divorced when she was young, and her mother gained full cudstody. She was regularly beaten by her mother, who blamed her for driving them apart. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: She is terrified, and will act out of fear; and she feels threatened by others

Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Antagonistic, Fearful. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Assassin

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 130 gp. Amethyst (40 gp).

Description: She does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when she can avoid it. Her hair is long and silver with streaks of golden, and is pulled back with small black clips. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: She shows great sympathy to all travelers. She's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. 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: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. 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. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: She is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences her actions; and to end her boredom

Ideals: Philantrophist, Fighting. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 20 pp. Amethyst (80 gp).

Description: His right side is far more bruised and cut up than his other. He sports grey clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. His hair is silver and curly. His thin eyebrows rest above his beady blue eyes.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He loves teas. He is very sensitive about his face. To blow off anger he lifts weights and to control his otherwise explosive temper he works out a lot.

History: He was born in a small forest village. A serious injury left his father unemployed and in need of constant care. His family became saddled with debt trying to care for his infirm father. Recently a tribe of brigands attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Clerebold fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and to pay off his debts

Ideals: Passionate, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Nature, Debt. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 150 gp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: A plain young-adult woman, she wears a brown shirt, with a blue mid length skirt with blue tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. Her Stetson hat is riddled with cuts and holes. She has a tattooed face.

Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. She plays an instrument quite well.

History: She was always a brilliant, if unscrupulous mind. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. Now she works as a singing tutor during her time off.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and she seems to be bored by most things

Ideals: Artistic, Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane, Insane. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: Jet (70 gp).

Description: This late middle aged woman wears a tight fitting black shirt and pants and is in decent physical shape. She wears her gold crest up. Her gold eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: Findex speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. She is clearly well-traveled and educated. As long as the job gets done she does not care how it got done.

History: Her mother raised her in a mountain cabin. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a ruined castle. She would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Findex took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up longsword and armor she uses now. She tends to her Glassblower job now, and dutifully fulfills any obligations she has.

Motivation: Many orcs want her driven away; and to be a apothecary again

Ideals: Impeccable, Professionalism. Bonds: Nature, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: Just what you see.