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 is wearing a long, green cloak. Her blue hair is still thick. Her silver eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: She is highly sensitive about her name. She loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. She does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: Ronobe was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her mother was employed at, doing general labor. She was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. She never won. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Addict, Sensitive, Insomniac. Bonds: Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Actor

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 400 pp. Banded agate (8 gp). Black opal (700 gp).

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what she was had she not made sure her armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit she wears a large hat to cast shadows over her face and wears ponchos to better hide her body. She has wavy blonde hair. She wears a mask on her face.

Personality: She is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. She is an amazing painter.

History: She was born into a rich family. She was an apprentice working in her father's forge. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and she is greedy

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Healer

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 1800 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Uncommon Weapon.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what she was had she not made sure her armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit she typically wears tan cloth garments or leather armor. Her black hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. She has gleaming, smiling gray eyes.

Personality: She cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with her opinion, she thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, she can get violently argumentative. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Buvvie is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. 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 giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Buvvie fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and marry her brother to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Opinionated, Justice, Fighting. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Squeaky

Possessions: 39000 sp. An ornate, electrum-trimmed steel scabbard worked in swirl-patterns (40 gp).

Description: This late middle aged man wears a grey collared shirt and green pants. He accessorizes with a brown scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across his shirt and is in decent physical shape. He sports a flattop hair cut. He has several tiny jet earrings on each ear.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. He enjoys reading and quiet.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. His mother was a soldier and died while he was still young. Barendd was left his mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. He now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and he is greedy

Ideals: Optimist, Logical. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Military. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 160 gp.