Description: Her left thumb is blackened and bruised, but otherwise she appears quite healthy. She wears well tailored gowns and hats with beautiful decoration. She is almost always dressed for an outing in high society. Her chestnut hair is thinning but still full. Her blue eyes dart from person to person to random spaces in the air.

Personality: Friendly and accommodating she would invite many more into her home than her spouse would be comfortable with if they did not express concern about it. She is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her father and mother. Her father taught her the rudiments of the Layabout arts, while her mother instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. She took after her father in leading caravans. Because they were valued, her father taught her to defend herself. When her father died while fighting gnolls, the young Wella began to lead the lost caravan. She now has a substantial network of resources ranging from contacts to ships to peers.

Motivation: She is greedy; and someone believes her a fraud

Ideals: Philantrophist, Entrepeneur. Bonds: Rich, Military, Enemies. Occupation: Layabout

Voice: Rolls R's

Possessions: 400 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: She is wearing colorful clothing, dressed as a Bounty Hunter. She carries with her a set of scimitars on her belt, each one with a ruby on the hilt. Her black hair is still thick. Her blue eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: She is quiet and anti-social and can barely make it a few minutes in conversation before her hampering stammer kicks in. She disdains her fellow northerners, claiming they make her look unintelligent just for using an accent.

History: Her father raised her in a mountain cabin. Her mother was a soldier and died while she was still young. Dara was left her mother's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. Recently a tribe of illithids attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Dara fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: To fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever; and she wants nothing more than to rejoin the army

Ideals: Fighting. Flaws: Addict, Shy. Bonds: Immigrant, Nature, Military. Occupation: Bounty Hunter

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 100 gp. Peridot (70 gp). Amethyst (110 gp). Jade (110 gp).

Description: Standing 3'8", this man wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his ceremonial dagger with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. He is bald on top and has large red tufts of hair around his ears. His fierce gray eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: Alvyn hangs on like a leech to those who appreciate him. It was this clingy personality that held back his poetry career. More though he will beg to come along on any journeys. He will attempt to stowaway on any ship he can in the hopes that it will get him further away.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. His first spouse was a Barkeep, they had one daughter, but his spouse won total custody. Without his spouse to temper him he grew out of control. Due to his spouse's obsession with being a Barkeep they were divorced and he won custody of their daughter. He worked as a Detective, and he later adopted a second daughter.

Motivation: To unite with his brother; and wants to raise his children well

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Slave, Military, Family. Occupation: Detective

Voice: Spits and sputters

Possessions: 140 gp. Azurite (10 gp).

Description: She is a husky woman, who wears a well pressed and immaculate suit (or dress). She has dyed her greying black fur a little too much giving a sharp black color. Her fierce copper eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: She can speak with the dead, and doesn't see much difference between the living and dead. She loves teas. She is very sensitive about her face. To blow off anger she lifts weights and to control her otherwise explosive temper she works out a lot.

History: Born in the north to a Fisher, Seven learned a great deal about her father's area of expertise. 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 hopes to save up enough money to one day pay a cleric to cure her.

Motivation: To be a Sellsword again; and she is unsatisfied with her job

Ideals: Gifted, Fighting. Flaws: Disease. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Fisher

Voice: Posh accent

Possessions: 1 Banded mail.