Description: This woman wears dull grey sweaters, loose blue pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath her sweater she keeps a concealed scimitar, just in case. She is muscular with a powerful set of arms. She wears a wide-brimmed hat to hide her balding. Her blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She will use flattery and sarcasm to attack and weaken her opponents. Despite her formidable combat skills she remains a coward. She always tries to repair and not replace. It was this mentality that drove her into the Miller business.

History: Audhild was born in the west. At a young age she loved to build and create. 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. She was granted druidic powers by her dying sister.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally.

Ideals: Fighting, Persistence, Gifted. Flaws: Insane. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 240 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: She wears blue robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a nunchaku, but if one is not available she will default to her ceremonial dagger. She carries with her a set of ceremonial daggers, each one with a jet on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. Her hair is long and golden with streaks of red, and is pulled back with small blue clips. Her brown eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Her tongue was cut out and she uses sign language. She dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. Her biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. She dropped out of school before completing her studies. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Myathethil 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, Logical. Flaws: Addict, Disease. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 3000 gp. Black pearl (1100 gp). Black pearl (1100 gp). Onyx (80 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (6 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This late middle aged woman wears a robe, a symbol of the sun god around her neck, and a dagger on her belt and is in decent physical shape. She has wavy silver hair. Her eyes are blue 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. Further she is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: Jarsali was born to in a poor docking district. She spent her early days working in the same smith shop her father was employed at, doing general labor. 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 goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Jarsali fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Her religion dominates her actions; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Cynical, Addict. Bonds: Poor, Religious. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 60 gp. Brown-green garnet (90 gp).

Description: He is an average looking western male in his early mid-life. He wears long strands of amethyst and short red dresses (or suits) accompanied by the proper stockings and shoes, with gloves of varying lengths. His silver hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He has a tattooed face.

Personality: He is witty, but his monotone delivery comes off as unnerving Only to laugh say gotcha and shoot double pistol fingers at the fooled target.

History: He was raised happily, as a normal child born to his father and mother. His father taught him the rudiments of the Soapmaker arts, while his mother instructed him in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Being born in the west, he completed his medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. He returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. He was a general practitioner in the west for years, until he, through no fault of his own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal he made his way north. He became a Soapmaker soon after.

Motivation: Wants to have a good time and be beloved; and expand his business

Ideals: Joker, Optimist. Bonds: Rich, Family, Job. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 50 gp. 1 Half-Plate.