Description: This younger middle-aged woman wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. She conceals her ceremonial dagger with her veritable burlap sack of a shirt, and a wedding ring on her left hand. She wears a small hat to cover her moderate length chestnut hair. Her eyes are a pleasant blue.

Personality: Her voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl she speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of her tone. She is vehemently anti-magic. All of it is evil and corrupting in her opinion.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her father always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. Being born in the south, she completed her medical training abroad so as to avoid the war. She returned after the war having achieved medical proficiency. She was a general practitioner in the south for years, until she, through no fault of her own, lost a patient who had a very powerful family. Rather than risk reprisal she made her way west. She has since lost track of the people in her past.

Motivation: Her spouse's relatives view her with great suspicion; and wants to raise her children well

Ideals: Opinionated. Flaws: Cynical, Antagonistic. Bonds: In love, Family. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Sleepy voice

Possessions: 500 gp. Chalcedony (80 gp). 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She is an average looking southern female in her early mid-life. She wears professional attire. Her chestnut hair is braided into rings. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: She can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. She is lazy, self-centered, vain, and jealous.

History: Rosamund was raised in a hard working conservative environment. In her 20th year, while out on a day-trip, she returned to find her hometown burning and destroyed. She found her father impaled in their home, and her mother beheaded. She saw the woman who walked out, and charged her in a blind rage. The woman easily evaded and defeated her, leaving her to live broken and terrified. She has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Roofer.

Motivation: She is unsatisfied with her job; and balancing her hectic life and new roofer responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Selfish, Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Job. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Aggressive tone

Possessions: 500 gp. Azurite (12 gp). Amethyst (70 gp). Alexandrite (800 gp).

Description: She is in excellent shape and wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. Her blonde hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a card scrunchie. Her face is covered beneath a completely black helmet.

Personality: She's a bit of a prankster. She knows she is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. She keeps company with all sorts of races to see how they think and challenge minds foreign to her own.

History: Born in the east her family was never financially stable. She always admired necromantic-users and wanted to develop the talent, but never had the affinity for it. She moves from town to town, unable to find a place to settle.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and she would like to get married and retire

Ideals: Athletic, Joker, Gifted. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Sensual and smooth

Possessions: 500 gp. 1 Minor magic item. 1 Minor magic item.

Description: A woman with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. She wears a tight fitting yellow shirt and pants. Her chestnut hair is knotted and matted. Her voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: She is quite rude, and likes to deride her opponents skill and shout insults at 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: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Geva was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. 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. She was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching her a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often; and she is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insane, Antagonistic. Bonds: Religious, Mentor. Occupation: Banker

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 700 gp.