Description: Her skin has the orange glow of too much sun. She is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers her face most of the time. She keeps her golden hair in a pixie cut. Her blue eyes peer out from beneath her wide-brimmed red hat.

Personality: She is filled with cunning. She likes to feign weakness letting people think she is weak. She has the money to obtain near anything and knows that if you pay a woman enough she will sell her own mother. Money is her most trusted friend.

History: She comes from a rich northern family. She graduated from the Naval Academy and went to see the world at the rank of Ensign. She advanced relatively quickly due to her good work ethic, understanding of the chain of command, and natural leadership ability. She now mingles about in high society.

Motivation: She wants revenge against orcs; and money/treasure

Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Rich, Military, Enemies. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 320 gp.

Description: She wears a blue tunic with grey highlights, and long green pants that bunch up around her shoes. She carries a battered nunchaku and tarnished greatsword as well. Her moppish white hair is in a traditional bowl cut. Her amber eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: She is extraordinarily eccentric. 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, Symma is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: She was born on a small isolated farm. While she appears to be a normal Gnome, 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 has set out to sabotage the competition.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and wants a kiss

Ideals: Fighting, Justice. Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Nature, Job, Has a crush. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 300 gp.

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 is typically in her Soapmaker uniform. She wears her red hair up in a very large beehive style do. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: She is cool and collected. She likes to make quips and puns whenever she does anything. She also makes a point to compliment her superiors and flatter them. She has a small toy that she constantly fidgets with.

History: She was born in the west, but her parents moved at a very young age to the south. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Dwarves in the west were limited. She has worked as a Soapmaker like her father before her.

Motivation: Expand her business.

Ideals: Disciplined. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Poor. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 1600 sp. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: She is a small woman, but exceptionally fit. She prefers to wear black pants and tee shirts. She has dyed her greying rusty crest a little too much giving a sharp rusty color. Her gold unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: She dislikes all the random violence that takes place in the east. She can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: A studious child she never was much for a social life, not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out. After coming to the age of reason, Akra took it upon herself to study the martial arts in their entirety; because of this, she was labeled a dark omen and banished from her homeland. During her travels, Akra and her party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Akra discovered the rest of her party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Akra fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing her own horrible transformation.

Motivation: To reunite with her old friends; and she's looking for her big break

Ideals: Athletic, Pacifist, Gifted. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Adventurer. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 800 gp.