Description: She does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when she can avoid it. She carries with her a set of bastard swords on her belt, each one with a emerald on the hilt. She wears her silver hair down. Her eyes are amber and catlike.

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 constantly seizes attention wherever she goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. She likes to think of herself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. While she appears to be a normal Half-Orc, 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. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Ekk fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for her; and she is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Fighting, Impeccable. Flaws: Cynical, Insane. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Pronounces difficult words wrong

Possessions: 300 gp. Malachite (10 gp). Red-brown spinel (160 gp). Brown-green garnet (160 gp). Silver pearl (160 gp).

Description: She wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle, and she perpetually has her club ready. She keeps her silver hair in a flapper bob. Her brown eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: She will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken her opponents. Despite her formidable combat skills she remains a coward. She invites people to come help in her community garden.

History: Gifted from a young age, Rohesia studied abroad. She always admired druidic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. 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. Rohesia fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist, Gifted. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 300 gp. Black opal (1500 gp). Blue quartz (14 gp).

Description: She is lean but muscular and wears a brown vest with golden trim over her white shirt. Her grey leather gloves and pants are well-kept, and her brown boots flare out at the collars. Her hair is black and curly. Her blue unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: She cares much about the opinion of others, both in good and in bad: when keeping in line with her opinion, she thinks highly of the other person, but when opinions clash, she can get violently argumentative. She is very protective of her business, her home, and her spouse. She is willing to work with less than legal methods but maintains the front of legitimacy.

History: Trained by her father for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. While she appears to be a normal Dwarf, 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. As of late she has set up a hidden staging nest where she ambushes people she hires for escort.

Motivation: She feels that her past leaves her morally obligated to help; and she is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences her actions

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Disease, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Military. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Irish accent

Possessions: 14000 cp.

Description: A hulking man with gigantic muscles, he dresses like a well dressed Fisher does. His hair is cut close to his head. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: He likes to brag about his accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. He dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. His biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: He got into the Fisher business at a young age. He always admired druidic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. He struck the Fisher job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: To be a Farmer again; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Passionate, Logical, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 300 gp.