Description: A woman with a warm, jovial air about her, she dresses in brown turtlenecks beneath a black coat with green slacks. Her yellow fur is lengthy. This green eyed southerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: She considers herself the perfect lady. She makes a point to always show proper etiquette and frequently critiques the etiquette of others. She tends to be very friendly, and is drawn to music, the smells of food and wine, and out-door festivals.

History: She was raised in a plains tribe. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a ruined castle. She would wander through that ruined castle and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Spear took refuge in the ruined castle and found the beat up mace and armor she uses now. By chance she met her sister recently and the two have been together since.

Motivation: Obtaining odd cultural Half-Elven artifacts is her passion; and an old rival family wants her found

Ideals: Impeccable, Optimist. Bonds: Nature, Family, Adventurer. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Boston accent

Possessions: Rose (80 gp). 1 Smokesticks. 7 Acid flasks.

Description: A pudgy woman standing about 5'2" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She has a large blue mantle and cape that has been intricately interwoven into her brown robe. Her hair is white and very short. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep blue.

Personality: Her tongue was cut out and she uses sign language. Her temper goes off on the smallest of things. She tends to lash out at those around her.

History: She was born on a small isolated farm. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the desert due to the painful memories there. Silaqui took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up sai and armor she uses now. She eventually got the idea of being the protector of her homeland from reading books, and has made it her duty.

Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and she's repulsed by the pc

Flaws: Disease, Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, Guardian, Military. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Hollow voice

Possessions: 20 gp.

Description: She wears a black collared shirt and red skirt. She accessorizes with a grey scarf around the waist and a strap diagonally across her shirt. Her attire stands in sharp contrast to her scimitar, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a butterfly on it. Her brown hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a deerstalker hat. Her gold eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: She is a very philanthropic person; she spends her free time working at various soup kitchens. She would rather hide behind her crafts than deal with other people.

History: She was born several months after her mother was called into army service. While she appears to be a normal Tiefling, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.

Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Philantrophist, Artistic. Flaws: Shy, Insane. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 800 gp. Fiery yellow corundum (600 gp). Blue quartz (4 gp). Black pearl (1100 gp).

Description: She is typically in her Adventurer uniform. She has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. Her crest is brass and curly. Her gold eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She considers herself the protector of her home. She feels this is her duty and calling. She is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes her no end of embarrassment.

History: Burana lived on a farm with her father, near the main road leading to a nearby town. She went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. She now owns her own business.

Motivation: To reunite with her absent father.

Flaws: Forgetful. Bonds: Job, Guardian, Family, Religious. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: 12000 sp. Pink pearl (60 gp). Sardonyx (30 gp).