Description: This woman is bedraggled and starved. She wears grey robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally she wears more armor. She prefers to carry a sword, but if one is not available she will default to her club. Her golden hair is long and unkept. Her brown eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She loves telling others what to do and how they should feel about things. She has all her life been fascinated with music.

History: She was born a particularly ugly child, much to the horror of her parents. She has had some formal music training, and achieved minor success. She has never given up on her music dream.

Motivation: She wants to meet her childhood hero.

Ideals: Opinionated, Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 700 gp. Rich purple corundum (700 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She wears silk and lounges about seductively. She carries with her a set of longbows, each one with a aquamarine on the hilt. She only wears one on her belt and the other on her back. Her black hair is knotted and matted. Her violet eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: She is a melancholic, but persistent worker. She resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. She does not believe in violence as a means to an end. She is a dedicated Dilettante but believes her peers are too gung-ho.

History: Rohesia was born with her father's beautiful face. A few years later when the south was not economically sound they moved to her current location. Recently a tribe of brigands 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: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she'd like to take her coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Fighting, Pacifist. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: American accent

Possessions: 5000 sp.

Description: Runty and weak-looking, she wears a tan feathered hat and tan clothes. Her golden hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. Her gray eyes are passionate and lively.

Personality: She shows great sympathy to all travelers. She's the type to buy drinks and listen to their stories. Further she is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. She always admired martial-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. She has became unsatisfied with her lot in life, and decided to take up adventuring.

Motivation: She wants to meet her childhood hero; and meet up once more with her childhood friend

Ideals: Philantrophist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: A 5'10" eastern woman, she dresses in brown turtlenecks beneath a yellow coat with grey slacks. With wild white hair. Her blue eyes show the wear and tear of someone lonely with a great burden to carry.

Personality: She is someone who is used to having a large amount of sex appeal. She also lacks a concept of privacy and shares just about everything. Her temper goes off on the smallest of things. She tends to lash out at those around her.

History: Born in the east her family was never financially stable. A serious injury left her father unemployed and in need of constant care. Her family became saddled with debt trying to care for her infirm father. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and she made a deal with a demon which lead to her current lot in life, and she's becoming increasingly nervous about it

Flaws: Antagonistic, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Poor, Debt. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Sounds elderly

Possessions: Just what you see.