Description: This malnourished woman wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. Her white fur is drawn into a tight pony tail with a dagger scrunchie. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She has a good heart but also a terrible temper. She will forgive often but not before yelling and berating someone for whatever they have done wrong. As long as the job gets done she does not care how it got done.

History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the east. In her formative years she discovered how persuasive she was. She began using that to her advantage selling useless wares at inflated prices. She is untrained/undisciplined, which makes her dangerous.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and she is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Professionalism. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Tanner

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 1600 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Standing 5'5", this woman wears a tan tunic with red highlights, and long green pants that bunch up around her shoes. Her chestnut hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. Her otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: She is always cheerful, even with a hangover, and is always willing to go through all sorts of trouble to help her friends. She considers everything a fun event and doesn't hold grudges. She is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories she has discovered

History: She was born in a small plains village. As a young adult she joined a group advocating for an improvement in Elven conditions. She bought a ceremonial dagger and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: She feels kind of lost in life; and she loathes her own lifestyle

Ideals: Optimist, Logical. Flaws: Racist, Depressed. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 60 gp.

Description: She is an average looking southern female in her early mid-life. She wears dull white sweaters, loose green pants, and alligator leather shoes. Beneath her sweater she keeps a concealed lance, just in case. Her silver hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. Her eyes are a pleasant violet.

Personality: She goes out her way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one she won't accept into her heart. She claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day she will do what she thinks is right.

History: A powerful brothel owner made her what she is. Over the years she perfected her riding and shooting skills. She bought a lance and has really upped her game hunting, due to her understanding of decoy and ambush.

Motivation: She wants revenge against brigands; and someone believes her a fraud

Ideals: Optimist, Justice. Bonds: Mentor, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Herbalist

Voice: Sighs a lot, exhausted

Possessions: 1500 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 3'11" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is generally shirtless and showing off his tattooed chest. His hair is greying and his face has many wrinkles. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. The war was a terrible time for him, and Gimgen does not often speak of it. When he does, he does so with a strained expression and tears in his eyes.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. While he appears to be a normal Dwarf, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. 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: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark.

Flaws: Insane, Cynical, Depressed. Bonds: Military, Religious, Adventurer. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 1600 sp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.