Description: An older woman who wears an entirely brown suit with violet socks and a vest with buckled shoes, she is not a threatening figure. Her chestnut hair is knotted and matted. Her skin is flawless and her gray eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: She believes there is no problem she cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. She has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: She was born to a pair of big game hunters, but was frequently ill as a child. 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. One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: She is terrified, and will act out of fear; and she is wracked by social anxiety

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Fearful, Disease. Bonds: Attractive, Slave. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Speaks with lower jaw sticking out

Possessions: 3000 sp.

Description: She appears as an extremely gaunt Human, and stands approximately 5'11". She wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates her frame, and her gloved hand is found clutching a nunchaku. She has shaved her head bald. Her eyes are brown and she is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: This woman loves singing and to teach people singing more than just about anything. She loves her children and doesn't want them to worry about her. She loves to share her singing with anyone who is interested.

History: From birth she was tutored by a cruel and relentless mentor. Her mother disappeared, and while she tried to raise money to find her mother, she was betrayed dozens of times. Some 4 years later her spouse died after the birth of her son. Heartbroken, Elysande never married again. Instead she focused her life to raising her son whom she trained as her mother had trained her before.

Motivation: Meet up once more with her childhood friend; and her spouse's relatives view her with great suspicion

Ideals: Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Family, Mentor, In love, Adventurer. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he prefers to wear tan clothing when he does not wear armor. His blonde hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. His eyes are a pleasant blue.

Personality: He runs his personal life as if detached from it. He organizes appointments and outings based on perceived benefits he will get from it. He uses divination through singing.

History: He was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of his parents. He took every job he could get his hands on, but the opportunities for Humans in the north were limited. He was granted psionic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: He has decided he is irredeemable; and a rival would like him out of the picture

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Selfish, Ugly. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Beggar

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 800 gp. Jet (100 gp). Obsidian (6 gp).

Description: She wears bulky violet painted plate armor. She carries with her a set of scimitars, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. Her red hair, when down, is lengthy. Her eyes are likewise violet. Her teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: She is fixated on the number 95. She counts her steps and bites of food to keep in track with it. She seems to be used to being ignored and not questioned about it. She has a minor phobia of water and hates getting wet.

History: She was born blind and as such lacked many opportunities for work. While she appears to be a normal Human, she's... not quite right. Perhaps she's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that she plain doesn't fit in. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she feels threatened by others

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Insane, Fearful, Disease. Bonds: Attractive. Occupation: Courier

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 100 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.