Description: She wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally she sports a blue coat. She carries with her a set of daggers on her belt, each one with a ruby on the hilt. Her silver hair, when down, is lengthy. Her amber eyes peer out from beneath her feathered blue hat.

Personality: She thrives on attention. She does whatever is in her power to gain the attention of whomever she deems a fit date. She cannot deal with unfamiliar people for more than a few minutes at a time and if they persist she will grow angry at them.

History: A child with a great deal of poetry talent her parents made sure she got the chance to thrive. She became part of the deadliest team of assassins in recent memory. A botched job caused the group to be disbanded. Recently a tribe of goblins attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Rohesia fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She has decided she is irredeemable; and she's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting, Artistic. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record. Occupation: Ruler

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: She is in excellent shape and wears a white cloak and cross-gartered black stockings. Her moppish chestnut hair is in a traditional bowl cut. Her thin eyebrows rest above her beady blue eyes.

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 is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. She was an athlete and attended two major summer competitions. She never won. Since then, she has sought to make the best of life.

Motivation: To share knowledge with the world; and a need for knowledge about a nearby landmark

Ideals: Athletic, Optimist, Logical. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 200 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This man is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of his veins is visible when he is not flexing. His shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for him due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. He has a auburn handlebar mustache and slicked back auburn hair. His eyes are a pleasant blue.

Personality: He is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks his mind. He can see the true alignment of people by looking at them, and uses this to pass judgement.

History: A studious child he never was much for a social life, not because he was unlikable, but because he did not seek it out. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Spice Merchant. He's also a talented Masseuse, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and balancing his hectic life and new spice merchant responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 3000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: He wears a tan shirt with thin brown vertical stripes and violet pants. He carries with him a set of lances, each one with a sapphire on the hilt. He only wears one on his belt and the other on his back. He keeps his long chestnut hair kept up in a rat tail. His violet unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. His temper goes off on the smallest of things. He tends to lash out at those around him.

History: He was born with several neurological imbalances, which makes sleep difficult for him. It may also be what makes him so good at details. His parents divorced when he was young, and his mother gained full cudstody. He was regularly beaten by his mother, who blamed him for driving them apart. He hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure him.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Disease, Terse, Antagonistic, Insomniac. Occupation: Bricklayer

Voice: High pitched, excited

Possessions: 30000 cp.