Description: This woman is unhealthily muscled, almost every single one of her veins is visible when she is not flexing. Her shirts and pants tend to be short and undersized for her due to the difficulty of finding a good tailor. She has moderate length auburn hair. Her blue eyes dart from person to person.

Personality: She resents people who mock her appearance or her, so she has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. Her respect, as difficult as one would find it to earn, is unwavering; those who more than prove themselves to her, a bar set well above any reasonable standard, she tolerates in varying degrees. Though less modest and more hasty in her reactions to snap at those who irritate her, Avice is combative with any and all who dare try her patience in the slightest.

History: Avice was born into a poor family. Growing up, she dreamt of becoming a Paladin, to bring honor to her family’s name. When she came of age, she applied for a position with her town's local guard, looking to work her way up via merit and eventually become a Paladin in service of a powerful lord somewhere. Avice abandoned her home at a very young age, living in the fields and plains. She survived everyday through hunting and stealing from passersby. She did whatever it took for her to survive. She has drifted apart from her friends and has been working freelance. Each gave each other a copy of their signature sai.

Motivation: She has passion for adventuring and risk.

Ideals: Fighting, Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Poor, Adventurer. Occupation: Slave Trader

Voice: Ums and uhs a lot

Possessions: 2000 sp. Brown-green garnet (110 gp). Zircon (20 gp).

Description: She wears tight fitting clothing which further accentuates her frame. She has wavy red hair. Her blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She considers herself a woman of culture and sophistication. She likes a good challenge to her wits. To her fellows she is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: Her druidic talent manifested at a young age. Aiming to upstage a rival house, her parents had her trained. From her teen years she was always beautiful and desirable, so people have always doted on her. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by orcs. Eleanor was horrified and prayed that her father was alright. However, she heard that her father had died fighting off the orcs.

Motivation: Her spouse's relatives view her with great suspicion; and find a way to reverse the transformation of her brother

Ideals: Impeccable, Gifted. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies, Family. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 600 gp. Alexandrite (1100 gp).

Description: This petite short woman is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. She prefers to wear fine silks, though has several suits of combat armor for her hunting needs, marred by sweets. Her chestnut hair is well kept. Her eyes are brown and catlike.

Personality: She is enamored with her job. She loves it. She likes the challenge and she likes helping those less fortunate than her. As long as the job gets done she does not care how it got done.

History: Raised by wardens she was only a novice when drow swooped upon their monastery and killed most of the order. Like her father and her sister before her, after school she went straight into learning to become a Mortician. She ran away from her former home and has been making her living as a Mortician for the past few years.

Motivation: Her religion dominates her actions; and money/treasure

Ideals: Professionalism. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Rich, Job, Religious, Enemies. Occupation: Mortician

Voice: Complex vocabulary, royal

Possessions: 600 gp.

Description: This southern woman's face is deformed and paralyzed on one side. As such, she slurs her words together. She usually wears her tan robe and has her shortbow always slung over her shoulder. She keeps her long black hair kept up in a rat tail. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.

Personality: Rosalind is a sociable creature first and foremost. She loves to listen to people at length before talking their ear off. She can carry on conversation for hours and will do so. She receives visions of the future at random moments

History: Rosalind was born in the south. At a young age she loved to build and create. Ostracized due to the divine powers of her oldest sister, she and her siblings struck out on their own. In the process these unassuming Humans became a terror of the countryside. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: She loathes her own lifestyle; and she feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Extrovert, Gifted, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Depressed. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 5000 sp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.