Description: A pudgy woman standing about 5'2" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She wears a suit in poor condition. It has not been laundered in sometime and has been worn in activities one would not normally wear a suit during. She has moderate length black hair. She has gleaming, smiling blue eyes.

Personality: She speaks before she thinks and is too direct. When triggered she is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: Her divine talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. Her parents died when she was young, and she was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Herleva grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Herleva. She has dedicated herself to building a better trade route.

Motivation: A need for knowledge about a nearby landmark; and she possesses a valuable artifact that the thieves guild wishes to steal

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Impulsive, Insane. Bonds: Adventurer, Criminal record. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Deep voice with rolling R's

Possessions: 80 pp.

Description: She does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when she can avoid it. She carries with her a set of maces, each one with a topaz on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. She has done her best to style her white hair to look like a famous performer. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: She is highly sensitive about her name. She loathes it, but will not take any guff about it from anyone. She does not believe in violence as a means to an end. She is a dedicated Servant but believes her peers are too gung-ho.

History: The child of eastern immigrants she idolized her mother. She took every job she could get her hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the east were limited. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep.

Ideals: Fighting, Pacifist. Flaws: Insomniac, Sensitive. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Servant

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 800 gp. Bloodstone (80 gp). Emerald (1600 gp).

Description: She usually wears her grey robe and has her lance always slung over her shoulder, but does not cut a very imposing figure. She walks with a slouch but will stand straight to her full 5'2" when asserting herself. Her chestnut hair is still thick. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are amber.

Personality: She is unhospitable to her core. Her small house has "No trespassing" Signs all over it. She has a hair trigger and will fly into rage over the tiniest perceived slights.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the mountains to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the mountains due to the painful memories there. Eleanor took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up lance and armor she uses now. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: To get a good night's sleep; and she's repulsed by the pc

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Antagonistic, Insomniac. Bonds: Nature. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 3000 sp.

Description: She wears a white tunic with brown highlights, and long grey pants that bunch up around her shoes. Her attire stands in sharp contrast to her kukri, which is beautifully polished and possesses an ornate carving of a rose on it. Her long black hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She likes to fabricate stories about her past exploits and how crazy she is, but in actuality she is rather bland. Yvonne is a bit of a follower. Usually she is manipulated by her brothers into helping them out, but recently she has become more of a free agent.

History: She was born in the south, but her parents moved at a very young age to the west. A freak accident while working with her Actor father left her crippled. Due to her spouse's obsession with being a Actor they were divorced and she won custody of their daughter. She worked as a Fortune-teller, and she later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and she'd like to take her coworkers down a peg

Flaws: Insane, Mundane, Disease. Bonds: Family, Immigrant, Job. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 4000 sp.