Description: This western woman wears black painted combat armor at almost all times. Her clothes are grease stained in places. With wild blonde hair. Her violet eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: She has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. She is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with her big mouthed big gutted partner. Her partner is her best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. She is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: Trained by her father for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. Her father was a soldier and died while she was still young. Sutha was left her father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. She became a plane-shifter, and is stopping over on this plane for a brief visit.

Motivation: She's looking for her big break; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Bonds: Poor, Immigrant, Adventurer, Military. Occupation: Bookbinder

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 70 pp. Bloodstone (50 gp). Red garnet (70 gp).

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 is well dressed, but even with her fine clothing she looks run-down. Her red hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are green.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating she would invite many more into her home than her spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Irann is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: Trained by her mother for as long as she can remember she had it drilled in her head that it was her duty to serve her country. A gifted student she started as a Locksmith, but she got bored and became a Sage. She then took over the family business and is one of the better Sage for hire.

Motivation: Sabotage a competitor; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Philantrophist, Justice. Bonds: Military, Job. Occupation: Sage

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: This slender woman stands about 6'0". She wears a pastel costume with the symbols of her god on her torso. Her cinnamon fur is knotted and matted. She wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: She is a woman who does what she needs to. She will acquiesce to black mail and extortion to avoid trouble. Despite her manner, she is extremely passionate and proud of her job, and she prides herself in being thorough and never missing a detail.

History: She grew up in a lower middle class home, but living comfortably wasn't enough. In her formative years she discovered how persuasive she was. She began using that to her advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. She has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: She is terrified, and will act out of fear; and a rival would like her out of the picture

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Mundane, Fearful. Bonds: Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Guard

Voice: Mumbles to self between sentences

Possessions: 150 gp.

Description: An older woman who wears a robe, a symbol of her god around her neck, and a sword on her belt, she is not a threatening figure. She has a very tight haircut. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep amber.

Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Liftrasa is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: Sold as a small child to a slaver, Liftrasa was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. Aside from being a slave or a gladiator, there isn't much legitimate work for Dwarves in Liftrasa's homeland. Liftrasa decided to take the middle way and become a bodyguard. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Liftrasa fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Dwarven artifacts is her passion; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Cynical. Bonds: Mentor, Immigrant. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 1 Half-Plate.