Description: He wears light armors faded through time and improper care. He has a slight overbite and is overall scrawny. His golden hair is drawn into a tight pony tail with a clover scrunchie. His eyes, though not visible through his cowl, are violet.

Personality: He does not believe in betrayal or weakness as things to be tolerated. He is however greedy and will demand payment and proof of collateral's value and will produce a merchant's scale to make sure he is not cheated out of a speck.

History: He was a bastard born out of an affair, and his father always resented and mistreated him for it out of spite. He went to a religious school and was inspired by the priests there in charitable deeds. He has made many enemies by not giving into corruption and outing many instances of it.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC.

Ideals: Justice, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Antagonistic. Bonds: Religious. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Creaky witch voice

Possessions: 150 gp. Sardonyx (50 gp).

Description: She wears silk and lounges about seductively. Her moppish auburn hair is in a traditional bowl cut. Her eyes are likewise green. Her teeth are white and perfect.

Personality: She is a melancholic, but persistent worker. She resents family life and as such spurns the advances of admirers. When triggered she is a bloodthirsty maniac, stopping at nothing and killing everything for almost an hour.

History: The child of northern immigrants she idolized her father. Her parents died when she was young, and she was unceremoniously dumped in the city orphanage. Kilia grew up in the orphanage, tormented by the older kids and famished from lack of food. To avoid death by starvation, most orphans take to a life of crime or prostitution (often both), and so did Kilia. She has recently gotten a pet goose that steals things from people.

Motivation: She feels kind of lost in life.

Flaws: Depressed, Insane. Bonds: Attractive, Criminal record, Immigrant. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Uses lots of figures of speech

Possessions: 110 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: She appears as an extremely gaunt Tiefling, and stands approximately 5'3". She wears bulky black painted plate armor, and her gloved hand is found clutching a sickle. Her blue hair is long and unkept. Her face is scarred and worn.

Personality: She is filled with cunning. She likes to feign weakness letting people think she is weak. On top of that she is swayed by a pretty face, and while loyalty to her employer will always come first she doesn't like to hit women.

History: Gifted from a young age, Phelaia studied abroad. She was part of a huge silver rush, which was taken over by a mining company. The company confiscated a lot of silver, but the shipment was lost. She has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Cartwright. She hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: She's in love; and meet up once more with her childhood friend

Ideals: Gifted. Flaws: Ugly, Secretive. Bonds: Has a crush, Adventurer. Occupation: Mayor

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 100 gp.

Description: She stands about 5'9" and wears a yellow shirt, with a tan mid length skirt with tan tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. Her right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. She sports a flattop hair cut. She has a tattooed face.

Personality: She considers herself the protector of her home. She feels this is her duty and calling. She feeds upon the attention of others.

History: She was born to loving parents in a slum to the north. She was a friend to animals and a trickster. In her defense of animals however she would do severe harm to people. She eventually got the idea of being the protector of her homeland from reading books, and has made it her duty.

Motivation: She feels threatened by others; and she wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away

Bonds: Guardian, Attractive, Poor, Nature. Occupation: Miner

Voice: Adds syll-ab-les for em-pha-sis

Possessions: Just what you see.