Description: A woman with a cold, calculating air about her, she tends to wear a large yellow jacket. Her hair is always cut to a buzz. Her hazel eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: She will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken her opponents. Despite her formidable combat skills she remains a coward. Her philosophy is that everyone needs a friend and as such shows hospitality towards all.

History: Her father raised her in a mountain cabin. Syllin liked to wander the woods near her home when she was young, something she still likes to do at least once a week. She never liked modest clothing or shoes, so she would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and she developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. She has been saving her money to try and buy her brother's freedom.

Motivation: Wants to raise her children well.

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Bonds: Nature, Family. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 800 gp.

Description: He is in excellent shape and is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His chestnut hair, when down, is lengthy. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Gimble speaks confidently about a variety of topics with grace. He is clearly well-traveled and educated. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: Trained by his mother for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor, Military. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: This woman is bedraggled and starved. She wears a tan cloak and cross-gartered violet stockings. She has styled her chestnut hair well, parting it to the left. She has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. She wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: She barks her statements quickly and with little fuss. She prefers small words and is at her heart utilitarian. She is skeptical of what others tell her and is slow to trust.

History: She was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. Adrie liked to wander the woods near her home when she was young, something she still likes to do at least once a week. She never liked modest clothing or shoes, so she would wander the woods barefoot and lightly dressed, and she developed a good sense of balance and learned how to climb and swim well. She has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: Retire the richest woman in the east; and sabotage a competitor

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Terse, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Nature. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: 9000 cp.

Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She wears a tattered pair of loose green pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. She has dyed her greying rusty crest a little too much giving a sharp rusty color. Her eyes are likewise gold.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. She is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Hillanot was born in the east. At a young age she loved to build and create. Hillanot was born on a far eastern forest where she grew up under the tutelage of her father, an expert Painter. She's since become an addict/alcoholic.

Motivation: To settle down with her crush; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Pronounces O like U

Possessions: Just what you see.