Description: A woman with a cold, calculating air about her, she wears clothing that is held on in multiple layers but all of it is in poor condition. She has shaved her head bald. Her gray eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

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 is kind towards other women and children and will generally offer women help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to her.

History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. One day when Valida was young, her father was sewing while trying to overcome the flu, when suddenly her father dropped to the ground dead. Her father had died from a severe disease that was unknown to the village doctor. Valida was heart-stricken from the event, and her mother started working long hours to provde for them. She used her abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Gardener and was forced into it by her family; and an old rival family wants her found

Ideals: Optimist, Philantrophist. Flaws: PTSD. Bonds: Poor, Family. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 1 Small steel mirror.

Description: This woman tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with her rolled up shirt sleeves this gives her a very relaxed look. She is muscular with a powerful set of arms. Her black hair is greasy and uncared for. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are brown.

Personality: She is filled with cunning. She likes to feign weakness letting people think she is weak. She has a taste for the finer things and spends a great deal of money on luxuries, some more exotic than others.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the south were limited. She's also a talented Gardener, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: A deep hatred of giants; and she'd like to take her coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Rich, Immigrant, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: An older woman who very much looks the part of a Apothecary, she is not a threatening figure. Her blue crest is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. She wears a mask on her face.

Personality: She has a good heart but also a terrible temper. She will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. She does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Mijira was born into a poor family. Growing up, she dreamt of becoming a Fighter, 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 Fighter in service of a powerful lord somewhere. She sought a place where she would be rewarded solely on the merits of her skills. This search led her directly into Apothecary work with an outfit from a few towns over. Apothecary work suited her well, and with each successful project, she earned more gold and more respect from her peers. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and she wants to meet her childhood hero

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Job, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This woman wears light armors faded through time and improper care. She has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized emerald on her left hand. She has a long chestnut ponytail with little hanging trinkets. She is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: She is overprotective of those who hire her services. When she's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, she's doing singing.

History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her father and mother. Her father taught her the rudiments of the Cartwright arts, while her mother instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. 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. 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 greedy; and to protect her home

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Guardian. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 2 Acid flasks.

Description: Dark and lean, she is a relatively plain woman. She wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with top hat. Her white hair is lengthy. She is baby faced.

Personality: She considers herself the protector of her home. She feels this is her duty and calling. She uses her nature as a weapon; she likes to lead opponents to think her in distress.

History: A studious child she never was much for a social life, not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out. She always admired druidic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. Lacking all sense, she decided to go on an adventure. She picked a direction and started trekking.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and meet up once more with her childhood friend

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Guardian, Adventurer. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 160 gp.