Description: An imposing woman with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic right hand, she tends to wear a blue poncho over her likewise colored trousers and shirt. She has moderate length white hair. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep violet.

Personality: She is a pretentious jerk insisting that modern society is full of problems and should revert to a simpler time. She is often prim and proper but will on occasion tell either really disgusting or offensive jokes, which seem out of character.

History: Trained by her father for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. Before the accident, she was one of the most outspoken anti-Half-Elven activists. She was mortally wounded, saved by a kind and fast-acting Half-Elven doctor. 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 wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Antagonistic, Racist. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Carpenter

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 2000 gp. A large tome filled with over one hundred recipes written by a former royal chef. (30 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (500 gp). Fire opal pendant on a fine gold chain (2000 gp). A roughly beaten golden orb (30 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (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 blue costume with the symbols of death on her torso. She wears her black hair down. Her eyes are amber and she is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: Symma wants to be seen as a stoic, levelheaded, noble Warrior, so she tries to act the part. She does a good job, for the most part... She is able to make almost anything out of random pieces of junk.

History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. While studying, she fell in love. They married and had a son. Unlike her family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, she wanted to work in the city. She has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down; and she is content

Ideals: Disciplined, Gifted. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: In love. Occupation: Server

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 2000 sp. Tourmaline (50 gp). Brown-green garnet (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

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 generally shirtless and showing off her tattooed chest. Her hair is red and curly. She has a dull look in her green eyes.

Personality: She is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. She invented a lineage for herself and claims to be descended from several legendary heroes.

History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. Her mother was very strict, and drilled into her lessons on being the perfect lady. During her travels, Nogu and her party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Nogu discovered the rest of her party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Nogu fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing her own horrible transformation.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and she has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Shy, Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 3000 sp. Star rose quartz (60 gp). Red spinel (160 gp). Red-brown spinel (160 gp).

Description: A woman with a calm yet intense air about her, she prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for her hunting needs. Her lavender fur is knotted and matted. Her hazel unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: She misses her glory days as an athlete. She does not mind her job, but it is boring in comparison. Any perceived weakness will be pressed and exploited. She is seen as merciless and passionate.

History: She was raised in a plains tribe. She has had some formal music training, and achieved minor success. After months of barely getting by, Ethereal managed to ambush a major caravan with a load of valuables. Instantly wealthy, she made her way to the capital under a new identity.

Motivation: 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.

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, Nature. Occupation: Locksmith

Voice: Draws out vowels

Possessions: 210 gp. Finely wrought small gold bracelet (40 gp). A finely crafted rug of intricate, geometric designs worked with silver threading (40 gp).