Description: This woman is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. She wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. Her long chestnut hair reaches down to her waist. Her eyes are likewise brown.

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. She has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. Being born in the north, 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 north 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 east. She left for the north, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: Marry her brother to traveling adventurers; and she is content

Flaws: Antagonistic, Fearful, Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Pronounces 'its' and 'is' like 'eats' and 'ease'

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: This tall, slender woman wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. Her long brown hair reaches down to her waist. Her brown eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

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. She will do just about anything if she becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this she is easily convinced.

History: She was born in the east. A few years later when the north was not economically sound they moved to her current location. She has dedicated herself to building a better trade route.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Elven artifacts is her passion; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Adventurer, Has a crush, Immigrant. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 4000 gp. Chrysoberyl (50 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This slender woman stands about 5'2". She wears tight fighting clothing, which leaves very little to the imagination. She wears her hair in dreadlocks. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: She considers herself the perfect lady. She makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. She does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: A powerful brothel owner made her what she is. She couldn't stand her childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with her mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. She is untrained/undisciplined, which makes her dangerous.

Motivation: She feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Insomniac, Insane. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Architect

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 1000 gp. Black pearl (800 gp). Rhodochrosite (6 gp). Tourmaline (160 gp). Aquamarine (800 gp). Freshwater pearl (6 gp). Golden yellow topaz (800 gp). Freshwater pearl (6 gp). Blue quartz (6 gp). Citrine (20 gp). Emerald (1200 gp). Bloodstone (20 gp).

Description: She is generally shirtless and showing off her tattooed chest. She carries with her a set of lances, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. Her brass crest is braided into rings. Her eyes are red and catlike.

Personality: She will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken her opponents. Despite her formidable combat skills she remains a coward. She tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a ruined castle. She would wander through that ruined castle 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 mountains due to the painful memories there. Savaran took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up lance and armor she uses now. Recently a tribe of dire rats attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Savaran fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To prove her worth to the world; and money/treasure

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Rich, Nature. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: French accent

Possessions: Rose (30 gp). Jet (100 gp).