Description: A pudgy woman standing about 4'1" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She wears a grey armored body suit, with a simple brown line shooting up and back down. Her hair is short and chestnut. 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 has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: She was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for her. It may also be what makes her so good at details. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Falkrunn has worked very hard to control her curse. She hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: She feels threatened by others.

Flaws: Insomniac, Antagonistic, Fearful, Disease. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Voice breaks

Possessions: 5000 cp.

Description: She does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when she can avoid it. She carries with her a set of daggers, each one with a jet on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. She keeps her long blonde hair kept up in a rat tail. Her violet eyes peer out from beneath her top white hat.

Personality: She has schizophrenia that causes her to hear things that aren't there and will sometimes respond to them. She uses divination through singing.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Emen was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. A freak accident while working with her Locksmith mother left her crippled. She has dedicated herself to building a better trade route.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Half-Orc artifacts is her passion; and meet up once more with her childhood friend

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Mentor, Adventurer. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 3000 gp. Onyx (40 gp). Black pearl (400 gp). Jasper (40 gp). Black pearl (400 gp). Moss agate (6 gp). Golden yellow topaz (400 gp). Golden yellow topaz (400 gp). Silver pearl (120 gp). Eye agate (6 gp). Chrysoberyl (120 gp). Blue quartz (6 gp). Rose (40 gp). Violet garnet (400 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A well shaped woman just over fifty, she dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over her head. She has a very tight haircut. Her amber eyes peer out from beneath her feathered violet hat.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating she would invite many more into her home than her spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. Her actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as she answers to a power that mortal women fail to acknowledge.

History: She was born in a small desert village. Heather 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 gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Spy. She hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: Wishes to resurrect an old love; and she's in love

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Religious, Nature, Has a crush, In love. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 1400 sp. 2 Alchemist’s fire. 3 Antitoxin. 3 Thunderstones.

Description: He is a physically imposing light-skinned man. He wears a robe, a symbol of the four houses of cards around his neck, and a falchion on his belt. His silver hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. He has several tiny emerald earrings on each ear.

Personality: Cocky and sure of himself, he believes he is the best Sellsword born in the past three hundred years. He takes great pride in his work and is very well organized. His planner is full of calendar events.

History: The child of a Courier, who enjoyed hunting, Ozyman was taken on many hunting expeditions. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Sellsword. He has never given up on his singing dream.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and balancing his hectic life and new sellsword responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Bonds: Rich, Job, Nature. Occupation: Sellsword

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 12000 sp.