Description: A stocky darker skinned woman, she likes to wear tan tank tops with violet skirt. She has a very tight haircut. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep gray.

Personality: She likes to brag about her accomplishments and constantly tries to beat others to the punch. A fanatic, her devotion to her small selection of gods is unquestionable. She claims to be doing their will and will base all her actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: She got into the Healer business at a young age. A gifted student she started as a Ruler, but she got bored and became a Healer. She now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Wants a kiss; and retire the richest woman in the north

Ideals: Passionate, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Religious, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: An older woman who wears a faded coat and loose pants complete with small hat, she is not a threatening figure. She wears a small hat to cover her moderate length brass crest. She wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, she has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. She has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: She was born to a wealthy landowner in a frontier town, living a normal and happy childhood. She has chosen to use the inheritance that was left to her frivolously. She has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Mortician. She hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and she has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Disciplined, Logical. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Rich, Has a crush. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: French accent

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: She wears a simple blue robe with red stripes complete with hood, and she perpetually has her rapier ready. She has done her best to style her brown hair to look like a famous performer. Her face possesses mild wrinkles. Her smile is extraordinarily sincere though she does not smile often.

Personality: She dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the east. She is afraid of women and trembles around them

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. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the island to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon 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 island due to the painful memories there. Shava took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up rapier and armor she uses now. 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. Shava 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; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting, Pacifist. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Military, Nature. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: 6'10" and muscular, this southern man typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep black leather and dull grey iron scale mail. His white hair is heavily combed to the right. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: Here is a man who knows he is the smartest in the room. He talks down to others constantly. He is lazy and tries to find solutions quickly.

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. He was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. He never won. Recently the stress of being a Layabout has made it difficult for him to sleep.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes.

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable. Flaws: Insane, Lazy. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Pirate accent

Possessions: 370 gp.