Description: She very much looks the part of a Mortician. Her attire stands in sharp contrast to her flail, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a clover on it. Her deerstalker hat is riddled with cuts and holes. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She swings through moods quickly. One moment she is cool and collected, the next she is carried away by passions. She cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist she will grow angry at them.

History: She got into the Mortician business at a young age. She worked as a nervous Mortician and found it very stressful. She is untrained/undisciplined, which makes her dangerous.

Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Passionate. Flaws: Ugly, Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: Just what you see.

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 wears a lot of dark rich colors, with gold accents. She wears her golden hair up. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: She is erratic and paranoid. She believes brigands are coming to abduct people. She is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: Her history is one of pain. She was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves her parents kept. Her divine abilities were realized during a raid on her village. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to brigands demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Revenge; and her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by brigands, and she desires to right it

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Slave. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Thin and wheezing

Possessions: 350 gp.

Description: She wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath her coat. Her head has been shaved. Her eyes are amber.

Personality: She is filled with cunning. She likes to feign weakness letting people think she is weak. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Eridred is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. She was an apprentice working in her father's forge. She left for the east, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: She is unsatisfied with her job; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 1 Masterwork studded leather.

Description: A pudgy woman standing about 6'7" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She has the majority of her body covered in plate. Her black crest is matted, messy, and big. Her gold eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: The woman has a huge range of feeling. She will range from being happy and joking with the occasional self put down to crying stating how she will be a better person from this day on. She is harsh and unforgiving.

History: She was born several months after her father was called into army service. Her father was a soldier and died while she was still young. Kava was left her father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Flaws: Ugly, Emotional, Antagonistic. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Server

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: A hulking woman with gigantic muscles, she wears a large hat to cast shadows over her face and wears ponchos to better hide her body. She has styled her bronze crest well, parting it to the left. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady red eyes.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk she knows how to make people feel guilty. She does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

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. She has had some formal painting training, and achieved minor success. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: She feels kind of lost in life.

Ideals: Extrovert, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 290 gp. 1 Bullseye lantern.