Description: She is a mite stocky and is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers her face most of the time. Her brown hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. She is baby faced.

Personality: She is a jovial happy person, but she is convinced people are living their lives too quickly. She is submissive, is generally bored by everything, but will take part in whatever people ask of her. She is by nature obliging.

History: She comes from a rich western family. When the war came and ruined her parents she was left adrift. She was a hard woman then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and money/treasure

Ideals: Optimist, Athletic. Flaws: Shy, PTSD. Bonds: Rich. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 20000 cp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Wearing a closed helm and plate, one would not know what she was had she not made sure her armor was more form fitting than normal. Outside of the suit she wears a simple tan robe with white stripes complete with hood. Her brown hair is heavily combed to the right. 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 considers herself a woman of culture and sophistication. She likes a good challenge to her wits. She has all her life been fascinated with poetry.

History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent her parents made sure she got the chance to thrive. Her father was a mechanic, and taught her how to fix just about anything. She found several beat up suits of armor and, cannibalizing spare parts, she put together a working one.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for her; and she doesn't get along with people that don't share her tastes

Ideals: Impeccable, Artistic, Persistence. Flaws: Insomniac. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: A woman with a warm, jovial air about her, she is renowned for her bright white dresses and hats. She has a long red ponytail with little hanging trinkets. This amber eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: She speaks before she thinks and is too direct. 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: Gifted from a young age, Nedda studied abroad. Her parents enrolled her in a Rogue school at a young age so that she could practice her arcane talents. 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: To prove her worth to the world; and a rival would like her out of the picture

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Gifted. Flaws: Impulsive. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Gardener

Voice: Nasally tone

Possessions: 20000 cp. Malachite (6 gp). Citrine (80 gp). 3 Antitoxin. 3 Antitoxin.

Description: She is a pot bellied eastern woman with a big hulking figure and broad shoulders. She wears an amalgamation of clothes and depending on the season will wear more layers of the continuing hodge podge. Her crest is scarlet and curly. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep red.

Personality: A deeply religious woman she believes everything happens for a reason. She would rather hide behind her crafts than deal with other people.

History: The child of eastern immigrants she idolized her mother. Her father was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but she insists her father was legitimate. She has never given up on her dancing dream.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever.

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic, Fighting. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Religious, Immigrant. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: Just what you see.