Description: The woman speaks with an almost imperceptible accent. She seems to always be the slightest bit damp as if she got out from a pool a few moments ago. She dresses in collared shirts and wears a proper scarf over her head. Her silver hair is long and unkept. Her eyes, though not visible through her cowl, are amber.

Personality: Quiet and reserved she prefers to listen than to talk. She will nod occasionally and communicate nonverbally. Her temper goes off on the smallest of things. She tends to lash out at those around her.

History: She was born on a small isolated farm. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the forest 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 forest due to the painful memories there. Heather took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up sickle and armor she uses now. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: A strong sense of loyalty to Human people.

Flaws: Ugly, Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature. Occupation: Fortune-teller

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 400 gp.

Description: She wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. Her chestnut hair is matted, messy, and big. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: She is extraordinarily eccentric. She loves teas. She is very sensitive about her face. To blow off anger she lifts weights and to control her otherwise explosive temper she works out a lot.

History: She was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. 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. Recently a tribe of giants attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Sybil 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.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Fighting. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Occupation: Painter

Voice: Spits words with contempt

Possessions: 6000 sp.

Description: A woman with a friendly, welcoming air about her, she does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when she can avoid it. Her hair is red, silky, and of moderate length. Her face is full, her cheeks are rosy, and she always seems to sport a perfect smile and a twinkle in her hazel eyes.

Personality: She is calm most of the time but flees social interaction. She has a cruel streak; something she gained from her previous mentor. She harbors resentment against her former mentor.

History: Sold as a small child to a wizard, Yvonne was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. Her parents divorced when she was young, and her mother gained full cudstody. She was regularly beaten by her mother, who blamed her for driving them apart. She has built up a small fortune and can afford her own way.

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

Flaws: Shy, Antagonistic. Bonds: Attractive, Mentor, Rich. Occupation: Bowyer

Voice: Speaks like tongue is numb

Possessions: 300 gp.

Description: She is typically in her Fletcher uniform. With bright silver hair. Her fair skin shows little sign of her aristocratic breeding.

Personality: She is happy with her job as a Fletcher. She turns her eye from what people do, preferring to live and let live. She takes great joy in being the best Fletcher in town.

History: Raised by wardens she was only a novice when drow swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. When she came of age, she joined a caravan that would eventually take her to the capital. She would practice along the way and, when she arrived, be apprenticed to a Fletcher. She now owns her own business.

Motivation: She wants to get laid; and she would like to get married and retire

Bonds: Job, Attractive, Religious, Enemies, Has a crush. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Rhymes sentences (sorry)

Possessions: 300 gp.