Description: She is a husky woman, who is dressed in a clean blue cloak covering her clean studded leather. Her hair is silver and very short. Her eyes are brown and catlike.

Personality: She can speak with the recently deceased. She loves her children and doesn't want them to worry about her. She loves to share her writing with anyone who is interested.

History: Giselle hails from a village terrorized by dire rats. Since her father passed away years ago, her mother had doted on her, and she came to think her herself as special and better than other people in town. A notion that was reinforced by her attractiveness, a trait in which she easily excels the other women of her town. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: She wants revenge against dire rats; and doesn't want to be a armorer and was forced into it by her family

Ideals: Gifted, Artistic. Bonds: Family, Enemies, Attractive. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Old thin voice

Possessions: 200 gp. Silver pearl (110 gp). Alexandrite (300 gp).

Description: A middle-aged woman, she is well dressed, constantly wearing a white suit, red shirt, and green tie, and is pretty ugly. She has chestnut hair. Her eyes are a pleasant blue.

Personality: She is intelligent and cunning, but she will too often allow her rage to get the better of her. She will lose her cool and rely on brute force to carry the day. She passes on several rewards to people in need. She makes a point to leave places better than she found them.

History: She was born in the south. When Giselle reached her early adolescence her Human mother passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and she's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Military. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Cold and demanding tone

Possessions: 4000 sp.

Description: What flesh remains visible is marred by burns. He wears a tattered pair of loose white pants, a matching torn shirt, and a visible pair of similar condition same color briefs. His blonde hair, when down, is lengthy. His eyes are amber and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. To his fellows he is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: He was born in the east. Frederick was born on a far eastern desert where he grew up under the tutelage of his mother, an expert Blacksmith. He moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: He wants revenge against orcs; and a deep hatred of orcs

Flaws: Ugly, Shy. Bonds: Poor, Enemies, Immigrant. Occupation: Blacksmith

Voice: Puts emphasis on the wrong words

Possessions: 4000 sp. Deep blue spinel (200 gp). Obsidian (6 gp). Star rose quartz (80 gp). Eye agate (6 gp).

Description: 5'0" and lanky with angular features, he is an attractive figure. He is perpetually draped in fineries, but all of this concealed by his earthly robes.. He keeps his long chestnut hair kept up in a rat tail. His fierce green eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: He swings through moods quickly. One moment he is cool and collected, the next he is carried away by passions. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: When he was but 7 years old his parents immigrated from the east. His mother was supposedly a charlatan fortune teller, but he insists his mother was legitimate. He left for the east, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He has a rivalry with the Church that dominates his actions; and his religion dominates his actions

Ideals: Passionate, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Relaxed voice

Possessions: Just what you see.