Description: A woman with a cold, calculating air about her, she is typically in her Cartwright uniform. Her black hair is lengthy and is close to two feet long. Her eyes are a pleasant amber.

Personality: While she acts the brute, she is far gentler than she would appear. She is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: Hadwisa was born in the east. At a young age she loved to build and create. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the island 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 island due to the painful memories there. Hadwisa took refuge in the large cave and found the beat up longbow and armor she uses now. One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: Balancing her hectic life and new Cartwright responsibilities is difficult.

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted, Persistence. Bonds: Job, Nature. Occupation: Cartwright

Voice: Speaks with lips pursed

Possessions: 100 gp. Citrine (60 gp). Rock crystal (60 gp). Alexandrite (1000 gp).

Description: He wears silk and lounges about seductively, and he perpetually has his greataxe ready. His golden hair has been sun bleached extensively. His blue eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: He is filled with cunning. He likes to feign weakness letting people think he is weak. He uses his nature as a weapon; he likes to lead opponents to think him in distress.

History: He was raised in a white middle class family as the only child. At a young age his mother died while driving off some orcs. His father being the stubborn sort decided to stay and helped train him in greataxe use. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: To end his boredom; and he wants revenge against orcs

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Secretive, Mundane. Bonds: Attractive, Enemies. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 4000 sp.

Description: A 5'4" northern man, he wears a white coat over a brown low-cut shirt, and a deerstalker hat upon his head. His hair, while still mostly red, has prominent grey streaks. He has green eyes and a white hat with a brown feather.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: He was born to a criminal king-pin and mafia family He helped his father out around the business and became quite the natural. As of late he has set up a hidden staging nest where he ambushes people he hires for escort.

Motivation: He has comitted a past crime that haunts him to this day.

Ideals: Justice, Philantrophist. Bonds: Criminal record, Job. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Sore throat, cough

Possessions: 100 gp. White opal (1400 gp). Azurite (15 gp). Star ruby (1400 gp). Jade (70 gp).

Description: She appears as an extremely gaunt Human, and stands approximately 4'11". She tends to wear a large black jacket, and her gloved hand is found clutching a morningstar. She has no hair. She tend to wears goggles to shield her eyes.

Personality: She can speak with the recently deceased. She is ready at a moment's notice to give into her darker urges. She is a real pyromaniac and does not care who the fire hurts. She often ends up burning people alive in the fires she starts.

History: The child of a Painter, who enjoyed hunting, Heather was taken on many hunting expeditions. 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. Heather took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up morningstar and armor she uses now. She has taken up leadership of the village's small militia in response to dire rats demanding more tribute than usual.

Motivation: Seeks redemption; and she will attempt to ambush and attack anyone she thinks she can take on alone and try to knock them out with non-lethal damage. if successful, she will try to sell them to her slave-trader contact

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Insane. Bonds: Criminal record, Nature, Enemies. Occupation: Farmer

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 700 gp. Tourmaline (100 gp). Banded agate (4 gp). Azurite (4 gp).