Description: She usually wears her grey robe and has her crossbow always slung over her shoulder, but does not cut a very imposing figure. She walks with a slouch but will stand straight to her full 4'1" when asserting herself. Her tied-back hair is brown. Her eyes are violet and she is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: She is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends she is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy herself. She is a bit of a macho woman and will challenge people to random contests of strength and skill, and invite them to random hunting and fishing trip.

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 large cave. She would wander through that large cave 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. Ovina took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up crossbow and armor she uses now. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Meet up once more with her childhood friend; and she is greedy

Ideals: Joker, Fighting. Bonds: Nature, Rich, Adventurer. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 800 sp. Lapis lazuli (14 gp). Amethyst (50 gp). Smoky quartz (60 gp). 1 Everburning torch.

Description: She is a husky woman, who tends to wear a black poncho over her likewise colored trousers and shirt. Her long chestnut hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. She wears a mask on her face.

Personality: She is not truly malevolent, but she is obsessed with writing. She constantly tries to fill her life with writing. She has all her life been fascinated with writing.

History: A powerful slaver made her what she is. From there she went from mercenary job to mercenary job. She is searching for what she claims is her rightful reward.

Motivation: She desires power and/or immortality.

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 600 gp. Hematite (4 gp). Deep green spinel (150 gp).

Description: She wears tan robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a dagger, but if one is not available she will default to her nunchaku. She has done her best to style her black hair to look like a famous performer. Her blue eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: She is erratic and paranoid. She believes dire rats are coming to abduct people. Her actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as she answers to a power that mortal women fail to acknowledge.

History: Born to a Jeweler, her mother struggled to pay the bills. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. 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. Naivara fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She wants revenge against dire rats; and someone believes her a fraud

Ideals: Fighting. Bonds: Enemies, Religious, Poor. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: A well shaped woman just over fifty, she wears a grey broad hat and grey clothes. She wears her hair in dreadlocks. Her gray eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. She cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: Rosamund was raised in a hard working conservative environment. Her homeland was ravaged by war and she spent much of her life rebuilding it. She ran away from her former home and has been making her living as a Shipwright for the past few years.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and a deep hatred of gnolls

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Cynical, PTSD. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Shipwright

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 90 gp.