Description: She wears a tight fitting green shirt and pants. Her attire stands in sharp contrast to her greataxe, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a rose on it. She has done her best to style her silver hair to look like a famous performer. She is missing an eye and her face is severely sunburned. Her one remaining eye shines violet.

Personality: She is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. She is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Sybil hails from a village terrorized by orcs. She took after her father in leading caravans. Because they were valued, her father taught her to defend herself. When her father died while fighting orcs, the young Sybil began to lead the lost caravan. She routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: Someone believes her a fraud.

Ideals: Logical, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Enemies. Occupation: Server

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 3000 sp.

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 wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. Her hair is black, silky, and of moderate length. Her brown eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: She is irritable and easily angered. She is a bit of a bully and is not afraid to use her stature and powers to intimidate and hurt. Her brief stint in the army gave her the idea she was invincible and that she is the toughest woman alive.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her father always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. From her teen years she was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on her. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

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

Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Attractive, Military. Occupation: Soapmaker

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 600 gp. Golden pearl (80 gp).

Description: A pudgy man standing about 5'2" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He dresses like a well dressed Ruler does. He has a very tight haircut. His eyes are likewise hazel. His teeth are yellowed and unaligned.

Personality: He is enamored with his job. He loves it. He likes the challenge and he likes helping those less fortunate than him. He has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: He was raised in a mountains tribe. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the north were limited. He ran away from his former home and has been making his living as a Ruler for the past few years.

Motivation: He is wracked by social anxiety; and wants to open a new tavern

Flaws: Ugly, Fearful. Bonds: Job, Nature, Immigrant. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Hard of hearing, loud

Possessions: 6000 sp. Hematite (5 gp). Iolite (60 gp). Emerald (700 gp). Citrine (60 gp).

Description: This fat northern woman has a bulbous nose and usually wears her tan robe and has her rapier always slung over her shoulder. Her skin is also unnaturally pale. She has auburn hair. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. Further she is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: Her martial talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. She was taken from her home at a very young age. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: She has passion for adventuring and risk.

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 800 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.