Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She wears skinny pants and wears a tan and yellow robe with the hood down. Her chestnut hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. Her eyes are hazel and catlike.

Personality: Always inclined to offer people food she seems plenty friendly. Her actions favor neither the good nor the evil, as she answers to a power that mortal women fail to acknowledge.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. She was a friend to animals and a trickster. In her defense of animals however she would do severe harm to people. 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: She has a rivalry with the Church that dominates her actions.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Bonds: Immigrant, Religious, Rich, Nature. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 400 gp. Eye agate (10 gp).

Description: He is lean but muscular and likes to wear darkened spectacles and heavy clothing, no matter the weather. His blonde hair is heavily combed to the right. His brown eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. He is a very good compulsive liar and kleptomaniac.

History: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His childhood dream was to be a Crown-heir, but he was a colossal failure. He then took over the family business and is one of the better Fletcher for hire.

Motivation: He will attempt to ambush and attack anyone he thinks he can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. If successful, he will try to sell them to his slave-trader contact; and to reunite with his old friends

Bonds: Religious, Criminal record, Rich, Job, Adventurer. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 1 Climber’s kit. 1 Masterwork Musical instrument.

Description: She is lean but muscular and wears a black tunic with blue highlights, and long brown pants that bunch up around her shoes. She has dyed her greying white hair a little too much giving a sharp white color. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.

Personality: Overbrimming with self-confidence, Volen isn't afraid of most anything. She has a strong dislike to people who do not believe in Half-Orc unity. She is harsh and unforgiving.

History: She was born in the north. Her arcane abilities were realized during a raid on her village. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: She feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world; and she has passion for adventuring and risk

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Adventurer. Occupation: Map Maker

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: Just what you see.

Description: She is an average looking western female in her early mid-life. She prefers to wear white clothing when she does not wear armor. Her hair is always cut to a buzz. Her eyes are brown and she is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: She loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. She enjoys reading and quiet.

History: From birth she was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. She sought a place where she would be rewarded solely on the merits of her skills. This search led her directly into Weaver work with an outfit from a few towns over. Weaver work suited her well, and with each successful project, she earned more gold and more respect from her peers. She has gone from town to town till she finds a spot where she can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and marry her sister to traveling adventurers

Ideals: Opinionated, Logical. Bonds: Mentor, Job, Family. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: Just what you see.