Description: This slender woman stands about 5'3". She usually wears her brown robe and has her club always slung over her shoulder. She wears a broad hat to hide her balding. Her eyes are likewise amber. Her teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: She is cool and collected. She likes to make quips and puns whenever she does anything. She also makes a point to compliment her superiors and flatter them. She will do just about anything if she becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this she is easily convinced.

History: Heir to a fortune, her parents put a great deal of effort into curing her disease. She has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to her frivolously. She has recently attracted an admirer that believes she's playing hard to get.

Motivation: She's in love; and she has a crush on the local sculptor

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Ugly, Disease. Bonds: Has a crush, Rich. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Smooth and feminine

Possessions: 100 sp. Coral (40 gp).

Description: She does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when she can avoid it. She carries a battered scythe and tarnished scimitar as well. Her gold crest is greasy and uncared for. Her red eyes peer out from beneath her wide-brimmed green hat.

Personality: Eccentric and domineering, Gilkass will drive conversation. Energy wise she seems alert and responsive.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. 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: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Fighting, Extrovert, Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 43000 sp. Deep blue spinel (500 gp). Hematite (4 gp).

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what she was had she not made sure her armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit she tends to wear a blue poncho over her likewise colored trousers and shirt. She wears her silver hair up. Her brown eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: She is overprotective of those who hire her services. She has a habit of throwing herself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Sage hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She got away from her former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: To protect her home; and to clean up the streets

Flaws: Addict, Impulsive. Bonds: Guardian, Poor. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 6000 cp. An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (180 gp).

Description: Her left side is far more bruised and cut up than her other. She very much looks the part of a Slave Trader. She has slicked back blonde hair. Her face is scarred and worn.

Personality: She is a Slave Trader first and foremost. She believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. She is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: She was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. While studying, she fell in love. They married and had a daughter. She then took over the family business and is one of the better Slave Trader for hire.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and she seems to be bored by most things

Flaws: Ugly, Lazy, Mundane. Bonds: Job, In love. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 220 gp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane, and he perpetually has his sickle ready. His brown hair is greasy and uncared for. He is baby faced.

Personality: He has a good heart but also a terrible temper. He will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. He is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of him. He is by nature obliging.

History: He was raised in a island tribe. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a ruined castle. He would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and he was stranded inside. His family spent the next few days looking for him, and could only assume he was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the island due to the painful memories there. Tharivol took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up sickle and armor he uses now. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Tharivol fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 320 gp.