Description: A woman with a warm, jovial air about her, she wears a fancy brown dress. Her brown hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a small hat. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: Here is a woman who knows she is the smartest in the room. She talks down to others constantly. She has zero loyalty and will suck up to whomever is within range, in the hopes of being moved to a better position.

History: A child with a great deal of singing talent her parents made sure she got the chance to thrive. Her childhood dream was to be a Body Guard, but she was a colossal failure. She has achieved small success as a Butcher.

Motivation: She is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out; and expand her business

Ideals: Impeccable, Artistic. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Attractive, Job, Slave. Occupation: Butcher

Voice: Indian accent

Possessions: 180 gp.

Description: She is typically in her Weaver uniform, and carries scimitars. She keeps her long red hair kept up in a rat tail. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: She is soft-spoken, optimistic and speaks nonstop, as she rather likes the sound of her voice. Her demeanor is somewhat feminine. She is underhanded and not above using her wealth and body to get others to do her bidding.

History: She was born in the east. 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. She became a Weaver soon after.

Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg; and balancing her hectic life and new weaver responsibilities is difficult

Ideals: Fighting, Optimist. Bonds: Job, Attractive, Immigrant. Occupation: Weaver

Voice: Laughs frequently while speaking

Possessions: 1000 cp.

Description: An imposing woman with a heavy stainless steel prosthetic left leg, she wears a worn and beaten armor. Her crest is gold and curly. Her gold unseeing eyes seem to look past you.

Personality: She is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before her hampering stammer kicks in. Further she is a bit of a stoner and is frequently out of it.

History: Sold as a small child to a necromancer, Synthrin was an assistant, and all too frequently test subject. She eventually earned her freedom when her former master disappeared. Cursed with lycanthropy at a very young age, Synthrin has worked very hard to control her curse. She got away from her former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: To prove her worth to the world; and wants to have a good time and be beloved

Flaws: Disease, Shy, Addict. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Speaks with squeezed throat

Possessions: 300 sp. 1 Chain shirt.

Description: She is typically in her Masseuse uniform, and she perpetually has her shield ready. Her golden hair is well kept. Judging by the bloodshot nature of her eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine she has not slept for days.

Personality: She's a bit of a prankster. She knows she is clumsy and seen as such and will often feign amnesia after injury. To her fellows she is seen as friendly and intelligent, but is angry and unforgiving to the so called fatcats and any who do and have associated with them.

History: She got into the Masseuse business at a young age. Her childhood dream was to be a Butcher, but she was a colossal failure. She has drifted from career to career and currently works as a Masseuse.

Motivation: A deep hatred of goblins.

Ideals: Fighting, Joker. Flaws: Insomniac. Bonds: Job, Enemies. Occupation: Masseuse

Voice: Raspy

Possessions: 230 gp. 1 Superior lock.