Description: She is a mite stocky and wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. Her red hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a rose scrunchie. Her hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: She has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. She is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with her big mouthed big gutted partner. Her partner is her best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. Shanairla is a bit of a follower. Usually she is manipulated by her sisters into helping them out, but recently she has become more of a free agent.

History: A child with a great deal of dancing talent her parents made sure she got the chance to thrive. When she came of age, she joined a caravan that would eventually take her to the capital. She would practice along the way and, when she arrived, be apprenticed to a Crown-heir. When her spouse passed she lost her only source of income but claims to her daughters to still be retired.

Motivation: She desires power and/or immortality; and to reunite with her absent mother

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Family, Job. Occupation: Crown-heir

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 300 gp. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Masterwork studded leather. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: This western woman wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. Her clothes are grease stained in places. She has wavy blonde 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: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Murgen isn't afraid of most anything. She has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Half-Orc unity. She takes great pride in her work and is very well organized. Her planner is full of calendar events.

History: She was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. When she came of age, she joined a caravan that would eventually take her to the capital. She would practice along the way and, when she arrived, be apprenticed to a Fisher. Recently the stress of being a Fisher has made it difficult for her to sleep.

Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Fisher responsibilities is difficult.

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Insomniac, Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Speaks with back of mouth

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: This woman is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior, and sports empty pouches on her belt. She has black hair. Her gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She believes there is no problem she cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. She is obsessed with finding treasure.

History: The child of northern immigrants she idolized her father. She was taken from her home at a very young age. She spent several years traveling with her friend, before both settled down to enjoy the fruits of their adventures.

Motivation: She feels threatened by others; and meet up once more with her childhood friend

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Slave. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 70 pp. Hematite (11 gp). Fire opal (800 gp). Rock crystal (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She is a physically imposing light-skinned woman. She wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath her coat. She has slicked back golden hair. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from her. She is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Dwarf in existence. She loves teas. She is very sensitive about her face. To blow off anger she lifts weights and to control her otherwise explosive temper she works out a lot.

History: Marastyr was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her mother was employed at, doing general labor. In her 20th year, while out on a day-trip, she returned to find her hometown burning and destroyed. She found her mother impaled in their home, and her father beheaded. She saw the woman who walked out, and charged her in a blind rage. The woman easily evaded and defeated her, leaving her to live broken and terrified. Recently a tribe of orcs attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Marastyr fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She feels threatened by others; and she is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Justice, Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Fearful. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 200 sp. 2 Holy water.