Description: She is dressed in a clean blue cloak covering her clean studded leather. She is bristling with hidden weapons, mostly scythes and greatswords. With bright black hair. She has several tiny opal earrings on each ear.

Personality: She is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as she rather likes the sound of her voice. Her demeanor is somewhat feminine. She takes great joy in being the best Engraver in town.

History: She is a Jackalwere in disguise. She was an apprentice working in her mother's forge. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and she has comitted a past crime that haunts her to this day

Ideals: Optimist. Bonds: Criminal record, Rich, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Engraver

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 4000 gp. 1 Medium magic item.

Description: This northern woman wears a tattered pair of loose green pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. Her clothes are grease stained in places. Her crest is brass and curly. Her fierce red eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: She is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends she is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy herself. Her brief stint in the army gave her the idea she was invincible and that she is the toughest woman alive.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her mother. She graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. She advanced relatively quickly due to her good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. 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. Antrara fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Joker, Fighting. Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She is of a modest build and height, but she carries herself more imposing than she is. She wears baggy blue pantaloons and a white scarf. She keeps her white hair in a pixie cut. She wears a mask on her face.

Personality: Calm and collected, she is a well trained Fortune-teller. She has a habit of throwing herself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Roywyn was born the youngest of three triplets. A gifted student she started as a Tailor, but she got bored and became a Fortune-teller. She left for the north, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: She's looking for her big break; and sabotage a competitor

Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Job, Family, Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 1300 gp.

Description: She wears brown leather gloves, a brown jacket, and tight pants. She has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. Her fur is cut close to her head. She has a dull look in her yellow eyes.

Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. She claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day she will do what she thinks is right.

History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Miller hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. Unlike her family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, she wanted to work in the city. She has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: She seems to be bored by most things; and she wants to get laid

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Mundane, Depressed. Bonds: Has a crush, Poor. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: Just what you see.