Description: This woman is bedraggled and starved. She wears a robe, a symbol of her god around her neck, and a pickaxe on her belt. She wears her red hair down. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She has always had a great fascination with Elven culture. She has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Born to a Scribe, her father struggled to pay the bills. In her 20th year, while out on a day-trip, she returned to find her hometown burning and destroyed. She found her father impaled in their home, and her mother beheaded. She saw the woman who walked out, and charged her in a blind rage. The woman easily evaded and defeated her, leaving her to live broken and terrified. She is untrained/undisciplined, which makes her dangerous.

Motivation: She feels threatened by others; and elven compassion

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Racist, Fearful. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 70 pp. 1 Masterwork Light steel shield. 1 Half-Plate. 1 Banded mail.

Description: She very much looks the part of a Brewer. She carries a battered mace and tarnished whip as well. She wears a feathered hat to hide her balding. She has gold eyes.

Personality: She swings through moods quickly. One moment she is cool and collected, the next she is carried away by passions. She is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: Born to a pair of adventurers, Akta grew up listening to her mother's many stories. From there she went from mercenary job to mercenary job. She ran away from her former home and has been making her living as a Brewer for the past few years.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Ideals: Fighting, Passionate. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 50 gp.

Description: This woman is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. She wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. Her fur is short and orange. Her fierce yellow eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Stoic and calm, she prefers to meditate than take action. To her fellows she is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: When she was but 7 years old her parents immigrated from the south. A freak accident while working with her Assassin father left her crippled. She left for the south, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: Revenge; and someone believes her a fraud

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Disciplined. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Immigrant, Enemies. Occupation: Animal Trainer

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

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

Description: A 6'2" northern woman, she prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for her hunting needs. She wears a Stetson hat to hide her balding. Her gold eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: A rambunctious noisy drunk she knows how to make people feel guilty. She does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: She was born into a rich family. As a very small child her family refused to pay dues to a local crime lord, who ordered them killed. Her mother, a somewhat powerful mage sought to protect her and cast a teleportation spell that whisked her away. Recently she has begun working with bootleggers and crooks.

Motivation: Her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by brigands, and she desires to right it; and doesn't want to be a slave trader and was forced into it by her family

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record, Family, Enemies. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 350 gp. Hematite (4 gp). Freshwater pearl (4 gp). 1 Masterwork Common Melee.