Description: A thin woman, she clearly needs to put on some weight, but she still has a lot of muscle. She wears light armors faded through time and improper care. Her hair is always cut to a buzz. Her face is scarred and worn.

Personality: She can speak with the recently deceased. She is very protective of her business, her home, and her spouse. She is willing to work with less than legal methods but maintains the front of legitimacy.

History: A studious child she never was much for a social life, not because she was unlikable, but because she did not seek it out. Vola was a troubled youth. She spent her days as a hard laborer instead of attending school, and spent her evenings with numerous mobsters and gang members. Vola decided she wanted neither the life of her father nor that of the evil petty criminals she associated with. During her early adolescence, she took a sudden opportunity while working the docks and commandeered a vessel that was left unmanned. She used her abilities to trick people and travel the world for free.

Motivation: She has decided she is irredeemable; 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: Athletic, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Criminal record. Occupation: Healer

Voice: Scratchy, weak

Possessions: 120 gp. Golden yellow topaz (200 gp). 1 Banded mail.

Description: This man is bedraggled and starved. He wears a worn and beaten armor. He wears a small hat to hide his balding. His hazel eyes lackadaisically let the world flow into them.

Personality: He considers himself the protector of his home. He feels this is his duty and calling. When he's not drinking or sleeping the drinks off, he's doing painting.

History: Born to a poor family in the city he treasured whatever gifts he got. He sought a place where he would be rewarded solely on the merits of his skills. This search led him directly into Fletcher work with an outfit from a few towns over. Fletcher work suited him well, and with each successful project, he earned more gold and more respect from his peers. He guards a vault combo very seriously as well as the key needed to open it.

Motivation: He is unsatisfied with his job; and further expansion of business

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Secretive. Bonds: Poor, Guardian, Job. Occupation: Fletcher

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 140 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A stocky lighter skinned woman, she sports white clothing, slightly heavier than average wear. Her red hair is greying along the sides and has receded to reveal a widow's peak. She is baby faced.

Personality: She is enamored with her job. She loves it. She likes the challenge and she likes helping those less fortunate than her. She will do just about anything if she becomes convinced it is for someone's true love, of this she is easily convinced.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious western family, she was no stranger to responsibility. She helped her father out around the business and became quite the natural. She left for the west, certain she would find work there.

Motivation: She's in love.

Bonds: Job, Has a crush, Religious, Immigrant. Occupation: Adventurer

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 6000 cp.

Description: She appears as an extremely gaunt Half-Elf, and stands approximately 4'8". She wears a robe, a symbol of strength around her neck, and a ceremonial dagger on her belt, and her gloved hand is found clutching a ceremonial dagger. Her brown hair is singed and shortened. Her ears are large.

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. More though she will beg to come along on any journeys. She will attempt to stowaway on any ship she can in the hopes that it will get her further away.

History: Born in a small village she learned the ways of the warrior from her father. Her spouse left her for another, whom she beat to an almost bloody pulp. She did not win them back, but she came to a realization. To get what you want from life, you must take it. Recently a tribe of drow attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Myathethil fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: She's repulsed by the PC; and she is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out

Ideals: Fighting, Philantrophist. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Slave. Occupation: Miller

Voice: Soft and mumbly

Possessions: 310 gp. 2 Tanglefoot bags.