Description: A thin woman, she clearly needs to put on some weight, but she still has a lot of muscle. She is armored in gleaming platemail with gilded edges. A flowing red cape and mantle trimmed with soft blue waves gently in the breeze. Her white hair, when down, is lengthy. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She trusts no one. She is not readily capable for forgiveness and her ire never leaves her. She does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of giants may trigger it at times.

History: She was born into a rich family. While she appears to be a normal Halfling, 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 taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to giants demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Her name or reputation has been wronged in the past by giants, and she desires to right it; and many giants want her driven away

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Hissing voice

Possessions: 40 pp.

Description: She stands about 4'11" and wears well tailored gowns and hats with beautiful decoration. She is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. Her right leg appears badly burned and disfigured. Her chestnut hair is lengthy. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: She's a bit of a prankster. She knows she is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. She is a bit of a xeno-phobe, disliking non-Elves.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Malquis was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. She was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. Her spouse died of illness and she inherited everything. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: Money/treasure; and a strong sense of loyalty to half-orc people

Ideals: Joker. Flaws: Racist. Bonds: Rich, Mentor. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon. 1 Masterwork Common Melee. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: An older woman who wears a white shirt, with a pastel mid length skirt with pastel tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them, she is not a threatening figure. Her hair is blonde and curly. Her eyes are gray and she is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: She is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before her hampering stammer kicks in. She claims to be unscrupulous but at the end of the day she will do what she thinks is right.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her mother always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. She was married off to the eldest child of a minor noble. Her spouse died of illness and she inherited everything. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.

Motivation: She wants revenge against brigands; and she is greedy

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 1900 sp. 1 Banded mail.

Description: She is wearing a long, yellow, dusty cloak, and she perpetually has her trident ready. Her hair is long and brown with streaks of golden, and is pulled back with small yellow clips. Her eyes are likewise hazel. Her teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

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 has no love for corruption and racketeering and views those as crimes of the highest magnitude.

History: She is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. Her father had invested heavily in several trade routes and wanted her to inherit them. 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 meet up once more with her childhood friend

Ideals: Fighting, Justice, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Adventurer, Rich. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Prounounces S like Z

Possessions: 30000 cp.

Description: A woman with a friendly, welcoming air about her, she wears loose pants and a collared shirt complete with sweater beneath her coat. She has no fur. She wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: She resents people who mock her appearance or her, so she has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. She disdains her fellow easterners, claiming they make her look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: She was born at the edge of vast plains. She inherited a moderately successful company from her father. Under her leadership it has flourished, and using capital from her venture she effectively owns an entire region. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and money/treasure

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature, Rich. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Gruff and masculine

Possessions: 100 gp. 3 Smokesticks. 2 Holy water. 1 Tanglefoot bags.