Description: This woman wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. She conceals her greatsword with her veritable burlap sack of a shirt. She has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized sapphire on her left hand. Her head has been shaved. She has violet eyes.

Personality: A grumpy gal she will invite people to lunch so she can critique them. Yet she still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. She does suffer from mild PTSD, and the sight of orcs may trigger it at times.

History: She was born into a rich family. Her parents were killed by orcs in a raid when she was still a young child. The orcs captured her, and made her a slave and general play-thing. She was beaten and tortured regularly, leading to her deformed appearance. Days after completing her studies, news broke out that her hometown was attacked by orcs. Yvonne was horrified and prayed that her mother was alright. However, she heard that her mother had died fighting off the orcs.

Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Rich, Enemies. Occupation: Navigator

Voice: growls and snarls, animalistic

Possessions: 100 gp. White pearl (130 gp).

Description: She is scrawny and has patchy chestnut stubble. She wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment. She has a hunchback. Her hair is greying and her face has many wrinkles. She has amber eyes and a tan hat with a black feather.

Personality: She does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. She is terrible with names forgetting people's names several times before they finally stick; this causes her no end of embarrassment.

History: Born in the south her family was never financially stable. A gypsy cursed her at a young age, leading to her ugly appearance. She now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: Wants to work out more often.

Ideals: Entrepeneur, Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Forgetful. Bonds: Poor. Occupation: Barkeep

Voice: Dark and ominous

Possessions: 700 gp. Aquamarine (1600 gp). Silver pearl (110 gp). Peridot (40 gp). Jet (110 gp). 1 Minor magic item.

Description: She is a mite stocky and wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. She usually doesn't wear a shirt. She keeps her silver hair in a pixie cut. She is very pretty but has cold, dead eyes.

Personality: She can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. As long as the job gets done she does not care how it got done.

History: Margery was raised in a hard working conservative environment. She was a friend to animals and a trickster. In her defense of animals however she would do severe harm to people. She has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Cook.

Motivation: She's looking for her big break; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Gifted, Professionalism. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Nature, Adventurer. Occupation: Cook

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 4000 sp. 1 Breastplate. 1 Full Plate. 1 Chain shirt. 1 Half-Plate.

Description: This exceptionally lanky woman tends to wear a violet poncho over her likewise colored trousers and shirt. She has slicked back black hair. She has brown eyes.

Personality: Susannah hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate her. It was this clingy personality that held back her dancing career. She loves being with her children and actually smiles when they are around. She would do anything for them. She dislikes her ex a great deal.

History: Born to a poor family in the city she treasured whatever gifts she got. Her first spouse was a Mortician, they had one daughter, but her spouse won total custody. Without her spouse to temper her she grew out of control. She hasn't been sleeping well lately.

Motivation: She seems to be bored by most things; and to reunite with her absent mother

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Insomniac, Mundane. Bonds: Family, Poor. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: Just what you see.