Description: This woman is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of her veins is visible when she is not flexing. Her shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for her due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. She has slicked back red 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: 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 cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist she will grow angry at them.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. Through the years after Rose was born, her father became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the west. Rose's father didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Rose fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 1000 gp. Red spinel (150 gp). Eye agate (12 gp). Blue star sapphire (400 gp).

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he is well dressed, but even with his fine clothing he looks run-down. His long white hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His eyes are a pleasant hazel.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food he seems plenty friendly. The war was a terrible time for him, and Crampernap does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Raised by wardens he was only a novice when dire rats swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. He married young, but lost his spouse to dire rats. He now spends his time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Revenge; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Military, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 1900 gp. Onyx (20 gp). Freshwater pearl (4 gp). Hematite (4 gp). Azurite (4 gp). Violet garnet (300 gp). Hematite (4 gp). Silver pearl (90 gp). Violet garnet (300 gp).

Description: She tends to wear a heavy leather apron. Coupled with her rolled up shirt sleeves this gives her a very relaxed look. Her skin is fair and her fingers are delicate and long. Her hair is long and brown with streaks of red, and is pulled back with small black clips. Her green eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Here is a woman who knows she is the smartest in the room. She talks down to others constantly. She would rather hide behind her crafts than deal with other people.

History: When she was but 8 years old her parents immigrated from the east. Her mother was very strict, and drilled into her lessons on being the perfect lady. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.

Motivation: An old rival family wants her found; and nothing but the best is good enough for her

Ideals: Impeccable, Artistic. Flaws: Shy, Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Family. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 80 gp.

Description: He wears rags and sports a simple walking cane, but does not cut a very imposing figure. He walks with a slouch but will stand straight to his full 4'10" when asserting himself. His chestnut hair, when down, is lengthy. He wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into his face.

Personality: He will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken his opponents. Despite his formidable combat skills he remains a coward. He is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes him no end of embarrassment.

History: Thervan was born to in a poor docking district. He spent his early days working in the same smith shop his mother was employed at, doing general labor. Thervan liked to wander the woods near his home when he was young, something he still likes to do at least once a week. He never liked modest clothing or shoes, so he would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and he developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. He was always very intelligent and has formed a secret society of philosophers.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and he is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Forgetful, Secretive. Bonds: Poor, Nature, Criminal record. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Stutters

Possessions: 3000 gp. Silver comb with moonstones (600 gp). Black velvet mask with numerous citrines (30 gp). A miniature golden chest with tiny emeralds lining the top (30 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.