Description: She prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for her hunting needs. Sporting a red mohawk this woman's hair draws a lot of attention. She has a tattooed face.

Personality: She will rave to anyone who will listen. 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 wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. 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 now owns her own business.

Motivation: Many orcs want her driven away; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Rich, Mentor, Job, Enemies. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 360 gp.

Description: This woman wears a red shirt, with a green mid length skirt with green tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. She is muscular with a powerful set of arms. She has shaved her head bald. She has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.

Personality: She has two modes she varies between. On the job she is cold, steely and emotionless. Off the job she is a party animal. She does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: A powerful necromancer made her what she is. While she appears to be a normal Halfling, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She struck the Miller job and began her own company from there.

Motivation: To protect her home; and she is unsatisfied with her job

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Mentor, Guardian. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Australian accent

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: She appears as an extremely gaunt Dragonborn, and stands approximately 6'4". She dresses like a well dressed Stableman does, and her gloved hand is found clutching a scimitar. She has moderate length red crest. 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 erratic and paranoid. She believes giants are coming to abduct people. She will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: Born in the south to a Stableman, Savaran learned a great deal about her mother's area of expertise. She was an apprentice working in her mother's forge. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and sabotage a competitor

Flaws: Insomniac, Impulsive. Bonds: Job, Enemies, Religious. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Scottish accent

Possessions: 100 gp. 7 Acid flasks. 4 Tanglefoot bags. 2 Holy water.

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 wears dark leathers with embroidery. She keeps her black crest in a pixie cut. Her red eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: She is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as she rather likes the sound of her voice. Her demeanor is somewhat feminine. She can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her mother and father. Her mother taught her the rudiments of the Locksmith arts, while her father instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Dragonborns in the east were limited. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.

Motivation: She is greedy; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted, Logical. Bonds: Immigrant, Rich. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 5000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.