Description: This woman is bedraggled and starved. She wears a robe, a symbol of death around her neck, and a bastard sword on her belt. She has wavy silver hair. Her eyes are brown and catlike.

Personality: She exudes charisma. She is a tour de force of persuasion. She is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. She likes to tell stories.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her mother. In her youth she was a Cartwright, and wanted to be a champion fighter when she grew up. She was working during a period of war, and as one of the natives she lived in fear of joining the others in being slaughtered. She saw the brutality and swore off her fighting aspirations, taking her younger sister on her back after seeing her parents die, and fled the country. She remains aloof and afraid to be herself due to all the ideals others have placed upon her.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she is terrified, and will act out of fear

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Fearful, PTSD. Bonds: Poor, Attractive. Occupation: Armorer

Voice: Speaks through clenched teeth

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: A woman with a cold, calculating air about her, she wears rags and sports a simple walking cane. She has styled her blonde hair well, parting it to the right. Her eyes are a pleasant hazel.

Personality: She is shy and timid. She has not had much interaction with people and is skittish around them. A fanatic, her devotion to her small selection of gods is unquestionable. She claims to be doing their will and will base all her actions on whether or not they would be pleasing to the gods.

History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the island 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 island due to the painful memories there. Rosalind took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up lance and armor she uses now. She was granted psionic powers by her dying brother.

Motivation: She wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and she has a rivalry with the church that dominates her actions

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Shy, Greedy. Bonds: Poor, Religious, Nature. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Loud with bravado

Possessions: 800 gp. Azurite (16 gp). Tiger eye turquoise (16 gp). Emerald (1000 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: This woman is tall and muscular. She prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for her hunting needs. She wears a colorful flower in her auburn hair. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: She is extraordinarily passive and rarely speaks, let alone speaks her mind. She is kind towards other women and children and will generally offer women help without question. Others will generally need to prove themselves to her.

History: She served in the navy to pay for her family's outstanding loans. When Emmeline reached her early adolescence her Human father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.

Motivation: She uses money and sex appeal to get what she needs; and she is greedy

Ideals: Athletic, Philantrophist. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Attractive, Military. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 200 gp. A pair of silk slippers encrusted with tiny pearls. (130 gp). A small bag of saffron. (100 gp). Silver-plated steel longsword with jet jewel in hilt (900 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A pudgy woman standing about 5'6" has a big stupid grin on her face most of the time. She wears many layers of old clothing at all times. She keeps her golden hair in a pixie cut. Her violet eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating she would invite many more into her home than her spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. 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: Gifted from a young age, Williamina studied abroad. Ostracized due to the divine powers of her oldest brother, she and her siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Humans became a terror of the countryside. She now spends her time doing works of charity.

Motivation: Nothing but the best is good enough for her; and she feels the way she acts is they only way to get by in the world

Ideals: Philantrophist, Impeccable, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Addict. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Slow speaker

Possessions: 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.