Description: A woman with a friendly, welcoming air about her, she wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. Her gray fur is slicked back into a classic pompadour. She has gleaming, smiling blue eyes.

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 refers to her adoptive mother for almost all things she is unsure about, which are numerous. She is very much still a child and has not developed a drive for self-dependency.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. Drifting was born on a far southern desert where she grew up under the tutelage of her mother, an expert Blacksmith. When her spouse passed she lost her only source of income but claims to her daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: Doesn't want to be a Blacksmith and was forced into it by her family.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Poor, Family, Immigrant. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Dark and lean, she is a relatively plain woman. She wears long strands of amethyst and short green dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. She wears a wide-brimmed hat to hide her balding. Her black eyes are passionate and lively.

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 is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: She was raised in a plains tribe. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains 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 plains due to the painful memories there. Nemeia took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up shortspear and armor she uses now. 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: Money/treasure; and she has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: This northern woman likes to wear tan tank tops with red skirt. Her clothes are grease stained in places. She wears her blonde hair up in a very large beehive style do. Her blue eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: She likes to fabricate stories about her past exploits and how crazy she is, but in actuality she is rather bland. When triggered she is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: The child of northern immigrants she idolized her father. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Miller hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: She feels that her past leaves her morally obligated to help; and to end her boredom

Flaws: Mundane, Insane. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Miller

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: She is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers her face most of the time. She carries a battered crossbow and tarnished ceremonial dagger as well. Her chestnut hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a skull scrunchie. She wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: She is envious of other's things. She hoards treasure, art, food, wine, and anything that she so desires. She is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. Her mother was very strict, and drilled into her lessons on being the perfect lady. 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: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Greedy. Bonds: Military, Rich. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 200 gp.