Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She sports red clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. Her red hair, when down, is lengthy. She has gleaming, smiling gray eyes.

Personality: She loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. She has a cruel streak; something she gained from her previous mentor. She harbors resentment against her former mentor.

History: Her history is one of pain. She was disowned by both parents and raised among the slaves her parents kept. She couldn't stand her childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with her mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and wants to raise her children well

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Mentor, Slave. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: She is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers her face most of the time. She is physically well-built. She has dyed her greying golden hair a little too much giving a sharp golden color. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: She is enamored with her job. She loves it. She likes the challenge and she likes helping those less fortunate than her. She is skeptical of what others tell her and is slow to trust.

History: She was born in the north. Her homeland was ravaged by war and she spent much of her life rebuilding it. Recently the stress of being a Architect has made it difficult for her to sleep.

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

Flaws: Insomniac, Shy, PTSD. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 40 gp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: She wears a fine chain shirt which she covers with tan colored cloaks and clothing. Her golden hair, when down, is lengthy. She has a tattooed face.

Personality: She has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. She is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with her big mouthed big gutted partner. Her partner is her best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. She keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to her own.

History: She was born into a rich family. Her father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted her to inherit them. She came across an abandoned tomb where she found a relic that called out to her. After picking it up she was cursed by a spirit.

Motivation: She has a crush on the local Locksmith; and to settle down with her crush

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich, Has a crush. Occupation: Tailor

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 6000 cp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: She wears a simple black robe with grey stripes complete with hood. She has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to her abundance of muscles. Her golden hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Her violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: She is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. She plays an instrument quite well.

History: When she was but 6 years old her parents immigrated from the north. A few years later when the west was not economically sound they moved to her current location. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by brigands. Baggi was horrified and prayed that her mother was alright. However, she heard that her mother had died fighting off the brigands.

Motivation: She wants revenge against brigands.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Disease, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: Just what you see.