Description: This slender woman stands about 6'2". She does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when she can avoid it. Her hair is long and black with streaks of chestnut, and is pulled back with small black clips. Her hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: Cocky and sure of herself, she believes she is the best Seamstress born in the past three hundred years. 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 was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. After coming to the age of reason, Gynk took it upon herself to study the martial arts in their entirety; because of this, she was labeled a dark omen and banished from her homeland. She has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Beggar. She hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Seamstress

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 120 gp.

Description: She dresses like a well dressed Stableman does. She has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to her abundance of muscles. Her red hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. Her blue eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk she knows how to make people feel guilty. Flattery will make her almost putty in your hands.

History: Callybon hails from a village terrorized by giants. Like her mother and her brother before her, after school she went straight into learning to become a Stableman. She has gone from town to town till she finds a spot where she can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Revenge.

Flaws: Addict, Depressed, Selfish. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: A woman with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. She prefers to wear flannel. She sports a flattop crest cut. She has several tiny topaz earrings on each ear.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. She moves from fascination to fascination almost instantaneously. If something can keep her interest for a month it is impressive.

History: She was born at the edge of vast plains. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Savaran took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up flail and armor she uses now. She now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: She is greedy; and money/treasure

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Addict, Hedonist. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 340 gp.

Description: She is a small woman, but exceptionally fit. She wears light armors faded through time and improper care. Her yellow fur is matted, messy, and big. Her green eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: Cocky and sure of herself, she believes she is the best Armorer born in the past three hundred years. She invites people to come help in her community garden.

History: Dynamic was raised in a hard working conservative environment. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. She has gone from town to town till she finds a spot where she can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Expand her business; and to be a jeweler again

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 70 gp. Obsidian (12 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. Her silver hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a butterfly scrunchie. She wears an eyepatch.

Personality: She is erratic and paranoid. She believes orcs are coming to abduct people. Animals are drawn to her, and she is able to talk to them.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her mother. 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. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Eleanor fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: A deep hatred of orcs.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 20 pp.