Description: She is in excellent shape and is bundled in multiple layers and is prepared for a desert trek wearing a turban that covers her face most of the time. She has no hair. She has gleaming, smiling amber eyes.

Personality: She is curt in most of her responses. She prefers to keep her word usage to a minimum to avoid giving away unnecessary information. She loves teas. She is very sensitive about her face. To blow off anger she lifts weights and to control her otherwise explosive temper she works out a lot.

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. 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. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she wants to get laid

Ideals: Athletic, Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Occupation: Laborer

Voice: Tuts and clicks tongue

Possessions: 1000 sp.

Description: She wears a large hat to cast shadows over her face and wears ponchos to better hide her body. She has relatively dark skin and is very physically imposing due to her abundance of muscles. Her blonde hair is cut short with large spiked bangs in the front. She has amber eyes.

Personality: She is quiet and reserved most of the time, but warms up to people very quickly. Around friends she is liable to tell dirty jokes and enjoy herself. She is motivated by money and will often try and persuade people to work for cheap. She haggles over everything, upselling her goods and buying cheap. She is persistent in everything.

History: She was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. A freak accident while working with her Knight mother left her crippled. She hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.

Motivation: She loathes her own lifestyle; and to find somewhere to settle down

Ideals: Joker, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Mundane, Disease, Depressed. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 400 gp. Chalcedony (60 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: Relatively heavier built than your average woman, she is not imposing. She is dressed in a clean red cloak covering her clean studded leather. Her blonde hair is matted, messy, and big. Her amber unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. She has a habit of throwing herself into exceedingly dangerous situations.

History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Stylist hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. Unlike her family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, she wanted to work in the city. She has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: To find somewhere to settle down.

Flaws: Ugly, Disease, Mundane, Impulsive. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Stylist

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: He is a man of bearing and well nourished. He wears an entirely white suit with tan socks and a vest with buckled shoes. He wears his hair in dreadlocks. His face is scarred and worn.

Personality: He is shy and timid. He has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. He is always in debt, since he spends his money on lavish parties and gifts for friends

History: He was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. He worked as a nervous Courier and found it very stressful. He has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Courier.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Impulsive. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Courier

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: Just what you see.