Description: She wears a tattered pair of loose yellow pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. She has a moderate pudge and is not very fit. Her hair is always cut to a buzz. Her brown eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: She is filled with cunning. She likes to feign weakness letting people think she is weak. She is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of her. She is by nature obliging.

History: Her mother raised her in a mountain cabin. There was a wharf not far from home where she often wandered off to fish. She was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of philosophers.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she is content

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Secretive, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 60 pp. 1 Smokesticks. 4 Tanglefoot bags. 1 Everburning torch.

Description: A woman with a friendly, welcoming air about her, she wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath her coat. Her bronze crest is lengthy and is close to two feet long. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: She is quite rude, and likes to deride her opponents skill and shout insults at them. She receives visions of the future at random moments

History: She was born in the north, but her parents moved at a very young age to the south. Savaran was born on a far northern forest where she grew up under the tutelage of her mother, an expert Herbalist. She bought a monstrous two handed axe and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and to be a unemployed again

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature, Job. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 33000 sp. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Darkwood Buckler.

Description: Standing 3'9", this woman wears a tight fitting brown shirt and pants. Her silver hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. She wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: She is overprotective of those who hire her services. She is skeptical of what others tell her and is slow to trust.

History: Born in the west to a Bricklayer, Diesa learned a great deal about her mother's area of expertise. Being born in the west, she completed her medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. She returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. She was a general practitioner in the west for years, until she, through no fault of her own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal she made her way south. She ran away from her former home and has been making her living as a Bricklayer for the past few years.

Motivation: To prove her worth to the world; and doesn't want to be a bricklayer and was forced into it by her family

Flaws: Shy, Impulsive. Bonds: Guardian, Job, Family. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: Brass mug with jade inlays (400 gp). Jeweled anklet (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

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 an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. Her blonde hair is lengthy. Her green unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: She is quiet and unassuming. She ignores others and carries on with her job unassumingly. She is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. She likes to tell stories.

History: The child of northern immigrants she idolized her father. While she appears to be a normal Half-Elf, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She has achieved small success as a Dilettante.

Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg; and she feels threatened by others

Flaws: Disease, Fearful, Insane. Bonds: Job, Immigrant. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 110 gp.