Description: Relatively heavier built than your average woman, she is not imposing. She wears a black shirt, with a yellow mid length skirt with yellow tights and flats, usually wearing a coat over them. Her broad hat is riddled with cuts and holes. She wears an eyepatch.

Personality: She seems absolutely devoid of it. She stares off into space and will respond with overly literal and minimalist answers to questions. She is a logical person and will generally grow upset if things defy logic and science.

History: Her parents moved while she was still in utero so she is the first generation to be born here. Damaia 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. Damaia decided she wanted neither the life of her mother 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. As of late she has set up a hidden staging nest where she ambushes people she hires for escort.

Motivation: She is a bit of a kleptomaniac; and she has decided she is irredeemable

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Mundane. Bonds: Immigrant, Criminal record. Occupation: Doctor

Voice: pre-pubescent

Possessions: 60 gp.

Description: She wears a worn and beaten armor. Her auburn hair is styled in orderly dreadlocks. Her face is feral with sharp distinguishing features. Her spectacle hidden eyes are a deep brown.

Personality: Soft-spoken and well mannered, she has an amazing amount of patience and a slow boiling temper. She cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: She was raised happily, as a normal child born to her father and mother. Her father taught her the rudiments of the Apothecary arts, while her mother instructed her in etiquette, music and courtly manner. Her first spouse was a Masseuse, they had one daughter, but her spouse won total custody. Without her spouse to temper her she grew out of control. She knows her nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but her.

Motivation: She has money and likes to spend it; and to end her boredom

Ideals: Disciplined, Philantrophist. Flaws: Mundane. Bonds: Rich, Family. Occupation: Apothecary

Voice: Scandinavian accent

Possessions: 290 gp.

Description: He is a mite stocky and wears just a black suit. His hair is auburn and curly. His eyes are a pleasant hazel.

Personality: A grumpy guy he will invite people to lunch so he can critique them. Yet he still seems generally likeable, like a lovable grump. To his fellows he 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: He is the product a well kept family trust fund and as such has never really known need. His homeland was ravaged by war and he spent much of his life rebuilding it. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He is greedy.

Ideals: Philantrophist. Flaws: Antagonistic, PTSD. Bonds: Enemies, Rich. Occupation: Spy

Voice: Dutch accent

Possessions: 1000 sp.

Description: This man wears yellow robes with leather pauldrons. Though occasionally he wears more armor. He prefers to carry a scythe, but if one is not available he will default to his nunchaku. He has a penchant for wearing a ring with an oversized aquamarine on his left hand. His hair is long and black with streaks of white, and is pulled back with small yellow clips. His beard is white, braided, and well cared for. His eyes are a pleasant blue.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He can't help but pocket interesting objects he comes across

History: A child with a great deal of music talent his parents made sure he got the chance to thrive. He has had some formal music training, and achieved minor success. He knows his nephew is from a royal line that had remained secret for centuries, but promised not to tell anyone. So far, no-one knows but him.

Motivation: He is being blackmailed/forced/etc and this influences his actions.

Ideals: Artistic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Rich, Criminal record. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Excited and jittery

Possessions: Just what you see.