Description: A 5'2" western woman, 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 wears a Stetson hat to hide her balding. Her brown eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: She misses her glory days as an athlete. She does not mind her job, but it is boring in comparison. She constantly seizes attention wherever she goes and has come to expect this respect from everyone. She likes to think of herself as merciful, but nonetheless is very strict.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the desert to a summer home near a large cave. She would wander through that large cave 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 desert due to the painful memories there. Avelina took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up longsword and armor she uses now. She left for the west, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: She feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world.

Ideals: Athletic, Impeccable. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Ploughman

Voice: Jamaican accent

Possessions: 800 gp. Star rose quartz (40 gp).

Description: This southern woman's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, she slurs her words together. She is generally shirtless and showing off her tattooed chest. Her auburn hair is greasy and uncared for. She has a dull look in her green eyes.

Personality: Alice is depressed about a lot of things. She tends to be a nihilist. She does not trust anyone and sleeps with one eye open.

History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the south. When money was particularly tight she was walking through alleys when she overheard a Mayor hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. She made her way to the other competitor and parlayed her knowledge into a job. Unlike her family, who was content to work in a sleepy main town, she wanted to work in the city. She has been working here for the past few years.

Motivation: A deep hatred of orcs; and several ex partners dislike her way of doing things and want revenge

Flaws: Ugly, Depressed, Insomniac, Mundane. Bonds: Poor, Enemies. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Uses sign language

Possessions: 500 gp. Onyx (60 gp). Freshwater pearl (7 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: An imposing woman with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, she wears very tight pants and wife beaters, though occasionally she sports a blue coat. Her auburn hair is still thick. Her skin is flawless and her green eyes scan people very quickly.

Personality: She misses her glory days as an athlete. She does not mind her job, but it is boring in comparison. She has all her life been fascinated with painting.

History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her mother and father. Her mother taught her the rudiments of the Priest arts, while her father instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. She inherited a moderately successful company from her mother. Under her leadership it has flourished, and using capital from her venture she effectively owns an entire region. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and she is greedy

Ideals: Athletic, Artistic. Bonds: Attractive, Rich. Occupation: Priest

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 100 gp. Golden yellow topaz (300 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A pudgy man standing about 6'3" has a big stupid grin on his face most of the time. He is renowned for his bright violet suits and hats. He has styled his black hair well, parting it to the left. His brown eyes peer out from beneath his broad violet hat.

Personality: He is quite rude, and likes to deride his opponents skill and shout insults at them. His respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to him, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, he tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in his reactions to snap at those who irritate him, Frederick is combative with any and all who dare try his patience in the slightest.

History: He was raised in a plains tribe. Over the years he perfected his riding and shooting skills. He became a Server soon after.

Motivation: Further expansion of business; and doesn't want to be a server and was forced into it by his family

Ideals: Justice. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Nature, Job, Family. Occupation: Server

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: Just what you see.