Description: This western woman tends to wear a large black jacket. Her clothes are grease stained in places. Her copper crest is kept up in a ponytail inside a broad hat. Her red eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She's a bit of a prankster. She knows she is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. She constantly seizes attention wherever she goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. She likes to think of herself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Quespa grew up listening to her mother's many stories. From there she went from mercenary job to mercenary job. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: She feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world; and she wants to meet her childhood hero

Ideals: Joker, Impeccable. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 400 sp. Azurite (12 gp). Black pearl (200 gp).

Description: This woman is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of her veins is visible when she is not flexing. Her shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for her due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. Her hair is short and blue. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: While she acts the brute, she is far gentler than she would appear. She has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a woman enough she will sell her own mother. Money is her most trusted friend.

History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. She was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. Her spouse died of illness and she inherited everything. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Hecat fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Bonds: Rich, Military. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 50000 cp.

Description: A woman with a warm, jovial air about her, she tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with her rolled up shirt sleeves this gives her a very relaxed look. Her long auburn hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep brown.

Personality: She's a bit of a prankster. She knows she is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. She does not believe in violence as a means to an end. She is a dedicated Interpreter but believes her peers are too gung-ho.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, she was no stranger to responsibility. Tiaathque abandoned her home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. She survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. She did whatever it took for her to survive. She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature hammer.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is her passion.

Ideals: Joker, Pacifist. Bonds: Religious, Adventurer. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 2300 sp.

Description: She is a pot bellied western woman with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. She dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over her head. She has moderate length auburn hair. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are violet.

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. She lacks restraint and is impulsive. She jumps in and acts without thinking all too often.

History: She got into the Armorer business at a young age. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a large cave. She would wander through that large cave and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Verna took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up greataxe and armor she uses now. She now owns her own business.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern.

Ideals: Athletic, Opinionated. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: Just what you see.