Description: An imposing woman with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, she wears baggy tan pantaloons and a white scarf. She wears her hair in dreadlocks. She wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Shamil speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. She is clearly well-traveled and educated. She will pursue extreme courses of action in the short term, confident that they cannot fail.

History: Born in the east her family was never financially stable. Her mother was very strict, and drilled into her lessons on being the perfect lady. During her travels, Shamil and her party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Shamil discovered the rest of her party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Shamil fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing her own horrible transformation.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and to prove her worth to the world

Ideals: Impeccable, Fighting. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 30000 cp. Rich purple corundum (800 gp). 1 Masterwork Heavy wooden shield.

Description: A pudgy woman standing about 4'3" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. She wears a small hat to cover her moderate length golden hair. 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 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. A fanatic, her devotion to her small selection of gods is unquestionable. She claims to be doing their will and will base all her actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. Eridred was born on a far eastern plains where she grew up under the tutelage of her mother, an expert Miner. She has since married many spouses, only to have them die. She claims to not be responsible.

Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Miner responsibilities is difficult; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Religious, Immigrant, In love, Job. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 7000 sp. Peridot (40 gp). Blue star sapphire (1300 gp). Black pearl (600 gp). Black pearl (600 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man stands a little under 5'10" and is a bit bulky. He is very muscular particularly in the legs. He wears suspenders and black workpants. His shirt is violet, and he wears a heavy black leather apron most of the time. His long brown hair reaches down to his waist. His eyes are likewise green.

Personality: Aside from being a little slow due to sleep deprivation he is generally quite perceptive. He notices little details and can draw good conclusions from them. He spends most of his days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There he gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Olgoth was born in the east. At a young age he loved to build and create. He was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: Expand his business; and seeks redemption

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 300 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (600 gp).

Description: This tall, slender man wears a tattered pair of loose red pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. He wears his black hair up in a very large beehive style do. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: Abrasive and pushy, he has a hard time making friends. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: His parents moved while he was still in utero so he is the first generation to be born here. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to his current location. He now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic, Forgetful. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 4000 sp.