Description: This woman wears a tan tunic with black highlights, and long grey pants that bunch up around her shoes. She has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized jet on her left hand. Her long silver hair reaches down to her waist. She wears a mask on her face.

Personality: She believes there is no problem she cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. She spends most of her days drinking in the Inn, the rowdiest and most dangerous establishment in town. There she gambles, wrestles and listens to stories told by travelers.

History: Heir to a fortune, her parents put a great deal of effort into curing her disease. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. During her travels, Shanairla and her party rested in a cavern that was (unknown to them) infused with powerful dark magic. Upon awakening, Shanairla discovered the rest of her party dead, transformed into horrible, mindless undead versions of their former selves. Shanairla fled the cavern, stopping for breath at a small pool, and only then realizing her own horrible transformation.

Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out; and to reunite with her old friends

Ideals: Persistence, Fighting. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Rich, Adventurer, Slave. Occupation: Carter

Voice: Timid voice

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: This woman is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of her veins is visible when she is not flexing. Her shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for her due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. Her brown hair is braided into rings. She has several tiny ruby earrings on each ear.

Personality: She is highly sensitive about her name. She loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. She does not regard money as being a problem because it has never been a problem for her. She lives in a bit of an ivory tower believing all problems are one quick intervention away from being solved.

History: From birth she was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Antinua fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She is greedy; and she has money and likes to spend it

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic. Flaws: Sensitive. Bonds: Rich, Mentor. Occupation: Guard

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 160 pp. Brown diamond (2000 gp). Golden yellow topaz (200 gp). Banded agate (4 gp).

Description: A well shaped man just over fifty, he wears a blue wide-brimmed hat and blue clothes. His white hair is braided into rings. His eyes are blue and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is a Unemployed first and foremost. He believes firmly that knowledge should be universal. He has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: Born to a Spice Merchant, his father struggled to pay the bills. His childhood dream was to be a Spice Merchant, but he was a colossal failure. When he grew older, he became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. He began work as a mercenary for hire. He would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: Further expansion of business.

Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Job, Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 130 pp.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average woman, she is not imposing. She is dressed in a clean blue cloak covering her clean studded leather. She has moderate length blonde hair. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: She hates goblins. She views them as having robbed her home of its proper glory. Around other people she will do her best to conceal her emotions and appear jolly.

History: Myathethil was born into a poor family. Growing up, she dreamt of becoming a Warlock, to bring honor to her family’s name. When she came of age, she applied for a position with her town's local guard, looking to work her way up via merit and eventually become a Warlock in service of a powerful lord somewhere. She was an adventurer many years ago and she formed a blood bond with her Half-Elven companion (her 'brother'). She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature scimitar.

Motivation: She wants to get laid; and she's attracted to the pc

Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Enemies, Poor, Adventurer, Has a crush. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 200 sp.