Description: This woman stands a little under 4'10" and is a bit bulky. She is very muscular particularly in the legs. 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 has dyed her greying black hair a little too much giving a sharp black color. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are green.

Personality: She is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. She is accommodating to her spouse and as such limits her hospitality. She is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven herself a capable leader.

History: Born in the north to a Merchant, Naivara learned a great deal about her father's area of expertise. In her 12th year, her parents were killed by a orcs raid, leaving Naivara alone in the world. After a stint in an orphanage, she was adopted. She has since married many spouses, only to have them die. She claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg; and she desires power and/or immortality

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: In love, Job, Enemies, Adventurer. Occupation: Merchant

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 210 gp.

Description: Dark and lean, she is a relatively plain woman. She does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when she can avoid it. She sports a flattop hair cut. Her eyes are hazel and catlike.

Personality: She is overprotective of those who hire her services. She is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. She likes to tell stories.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her mother always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. When Grai reached her early adolescence her Half-Orc mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: She feels threatened by others.

Flaws: Fearful, Antagonistic. Bonds: Guardian, Military. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 300 gp. Rock crystal (50 gp). Chalcedony (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A man with a calm yet intense air about him, he likes to wear ponchos typically of a light red in addition to tight pants. His brown hair, when down, is lengthy. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are hazel.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He never wears the same outfit twice, unless he absolutely has to.

History: He was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. He made a point of taking high paying jobs and getting most of it up front. He has dedicated himself to building a better world.

Motivation: His religion dominates his actions; and money/treasure

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Religious. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: His right thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise he appears quite healthy. He is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers his face most of the time. He has moderate length chestnut hair. He has gray eyes and a violet hat with a brown feather.

Personality: He can speak with the recently deceased. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: His psionic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, his parents had him trained. When he was little, his rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a large cave. He would wander through that large cave 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Dayereth took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up crossbow and armor he uses now. He inherited the family business which he has now maintained for 13 years.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and he wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Gifted. Bonds: Poor, Nature, Job, Military. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 1600 gp.