Description: This woman is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of her veins is visible when she is not flexing. Her shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for her due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. Her moppish golden hair is in a traditional bowl cut. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: She likes to fabricate stories about her past exploits and how crazy she is, but in actuality she is rather bland. She is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. She haggles over everything, upselling her goods and buying cheap. She is persistent in everything.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her mother. Cursed with unlife at a very young age, Traulam has worked very hard to control her curse. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and retire the richest woman in the west

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Mundane, Disease. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 40 pp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: She wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally she sports a pastel coat. Her attire stands in sharp contrast to her warhammer, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a card on it. She has wavy black fur. She has a dull look in her green eyes.

Personality: She considers herself the protector of her home. She feels this is her duty and calling. She does not believe in violence as a means to an end. She is a dedicated Servant but believes her peers are too gung-ho.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. Flask was born on a far northern desert where she grew up under the tutelage of her father, an expert Servant. She now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: She will attempt to ambush and attack anyone she thinks she can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, she will try to sell them to her slave-trader contact; and she is a bit of a kleptomaniac

Ideals: Pacifist. Bonds: Guardian, Immigrant, Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 2100 gp. A finely crafted rug of intricate, geometric designs worked with silver threading (20 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (600 gp). Eyepatch with mock eye of sapphire and moonstone (2300 gp). Silver comb with moonstones (100 gp). Embroidered and bejeweled glove (3000 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She is a pot bellied northern woman with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. She is wearing a long, green, dusty cloak. 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 has always had a great fascination with Dwarven culture. She claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day she will do what she thinks is right.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. She was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. She never won. She then took over the family business and is one of the better Guard for hire.

Motivation: Money/treasure.

Ideals: Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Insomniac, Racist. Bonds: Rich, Job. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 400 pp. A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (110 gp). Brass mug with jade inlays (100 gp). A detailed rose, with petals and thorns, constructed of silver and electrum (60 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp). Large well-done wool tapestry (100 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He is an exceptionally muscular looking northern young adult. He wears a blue cloak and cross-gartered black stockings. Beneath his clothing is a huge mess of scar tissue. His long auburn hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. His amber eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before his hampering stammer kicks in. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: Born in the north his family was never financially stable. Cursed with a spirit at a very young age, Eiravel has worked very hard to control his curse. He eventually got the idea of being the protector of his homeland from reading books, and has made it his duty.

Motivation: He is terrified, and will act out of fear.

Flaws: Shy, Fearful, Disease. Bonds: Slave, Poor. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 300 gp.