Description: This eastern woman wears yellow painted combat armor at almost all times. Her clothes are grease stained in places. She has wavy golden hair. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: She tends to agree with only herself unless someone else's opinion sounds like she can profit from it. She tries to control her temper but she can't always stop herself from what she feels what must be done. Around other people she will do her best to conceal her emotions and appear jolly.

History: Born to a Bricklayer, her father struggled to pay the bills. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to her current location. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and she will attempt to ambush and attack anyone she thinks she can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, she will try to sell them to her slave-trader contact

Flaws: Antagonistic, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 1400 sp.

Description: This woman stands a little under 6'5" and is a bit bulky. She is very muscular particularly in the legs. She wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. She conceals her dagger with her veritable burlap sack of a shirt. Her rusty crest is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. She has gleaming, smiling red eyes.

Personality: She is extraordinarily eccentric. Her brief stint in the army gave her the idea she was invincible and that she is the toughest woman alive.

History: She was born several months after her father was called into army service. After coming to the age of reason, Havilar took it upon herself to study the necromantic arts in their entirety; because of this, she was labeled a dark omen and banished from her homeland. She used her abilities to travel the world and help people.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and she is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Gifted, Philantrophist. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Military, Rich. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: Her skin has the orange glow of too much sun. She tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with her rolled up shirt sleeves this gives her a very relaxed look. Her hair is greying and her face has many wrinkles. She wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. She is cautious and jumpy. She reacts to every sound and lacks any concept of subtlety.

History: She was raised in a forest tribe. Drenna liked to wander the woods near her home when she was young, something she still likes to do at least once a week. She never liked modest clothing or shoes, so she would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and she developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. She was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of freemasons.

Motivation: She feels threatened by others; and a deep hatred of goblins

Flaws: Cynical, Fearful, Secretive. Bonds: Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Soft and melodious

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He is wearing a long, red, dusty cloak. His skin is fair and his fingers are delicate and long. His black hair is thinning but still full. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He shows great sympathy to all travelers. He's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. He tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Courier arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: Someone believes him a fraud; and money/treasure

Ideals: Philantrophist, Optimist. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Enemies. Occupation: Courier

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: Smoky quartz (50 gp). Iolite (50 gp). Rhodochrosite (13 gp). Jade (60 gp).