Description: This western woman's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, she slurs her words together. She wears a shirt that is too small, which lets her gut show, with a ratty white coat over it. She has wavy black hair. Her ears are large.

Personality: Olivia speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. She is clearly well-traveled and educated. She plays an instrument quite well.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. She has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to her frivolously. 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 doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes; and she feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Impeccable, Artistic, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 90 gp.

Description: An imposing woman with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, she wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. She conceals her bastard sword with her veritable burlap sack of a shirt. Her hair is auburn and curly. Her fierce violet eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: She hates brigands. She views them as having robbed her home of its proper glory. To her fellows she is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: She was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. Being born in the east, she completed her medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. She returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. She was a general practitioner in the east for years, until she, through no fault of her own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal she made her way west. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to brigands demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and an old rival family wants her found

Flaws: Disease, Mundane. Bonds: Enemies, Family. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. She dresses like a well dressed Herbalist does. She has moderate length white crest. Her red eyes peer out from beneath her Stetson green hat.

Personality: She will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken her opponents. Despite her formidable combat skills she remains a coward. She refers to her adoptive father for almost all things she is unsure about, which are numerous. She is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. She helped her father out around the business and became quite the natural. 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.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Job, Family. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 150 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 wears a deerstalker hat to cover her moderate length white hair. She has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.

Personality: She is a sleazy, sleazy gal. She has no qualms about using her powers of suggestion to get people to do what she wants. A fanatic, her devotion to her small selection of gods is unquestionable. She claims to be doing their will and will base all her actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. 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. 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. Jillian fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Bonds: Attractive, Religious, Poor. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 800 sp.

Description: He wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). He carries a battered spear and tarnished warhammer as well. He has black fur. He has several tiny jet earrings on each ear.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He pushes his goals aggressively. He is also a coward if confronted.

History: He was born at the edge of vast mountains. His father took him hunting and taught him how to get in the mind of other creatures. He has built up a small fortune and can afford his own way.

Motivation: He has money and likes to spend it; and he is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insomniac, Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Sailor

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: 1 Average lock.