Description: A stocky lighter skinned woman, she wears an old set of leather armor, nicked and torn by the ravages of time and battle. Her silver hair is unkempt and raggedy. Her fierce gray eyes like to dwell on things.

Personality: She takes her job very seriously, in part because she fears she cannot get a new one. She works hard and plays hard.

History: Born to a Merchant, her mother struggled to pay the bills. When she came of age, she joined a caravan that would eventually take her to the capital. She would practice along the way and, when she arrived, be apprenticed to a Unemployed. She was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: She'd like to take her coworkers down a peg.

Flaws: Ugly, Hedonist. Bonds: Poor, Job. Occupation: Unemployed

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 400 sp. Eye agate (5 gp). 1 Good lock.

Description: A middle-aged woman, she wears a shirt and pants that are bristling with pockets overflowing with maps, compasses, and other navigational equipment, and is pretty ugly. Her long white hair is drawn into a two foot long braid. Her brown eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: She tends to agree with only herself unless someone else's opinion sounds like she can profit from it. She tries to control her temper but she can't always stop herself from what she feels what must be done. She is obsessed with a lost civilization.

History: She was born the only child of a wealthy merchant. Through the years after Sariel was born, her father became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Sariel's father didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. When she grew older, she became a bit more civilized, usually hanging around bars and taverns. She began work as a mercenary for hire. She would embark on any mission as long as the price was right.

Motivation: She's looking for her big break; and meet up once more with her childhood friend

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Adventurer, Immigrant. Occupation: Brewer

Voice: Low and grunting

Possessions: 30 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: She typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep blue leather and dull brown iron scale mail. Her hair is silver and very short. This violet eyed easterner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: While she is on the job, she is grim and serious. She understands how dangerous the world is and the need to stay safe. She is fiercely devoted to her father, and views her father's ex-spouse as an evil person for separating her from her legal half-brother.

History: Vadania was raised in a hard working conservative environment. She was one of the best in her class, and was picked up by her current employer. She quickly showed her capability and was soon promoted to a head role. She's also a talented Brewer, but doesn't like to broadcast it.

Motivation: Her religion dominates her actions; and to unite with her brother

Bonds: Criminal record, Family, Job, Religious. Occupation: Marshal

Voice: Shortens vowels

Possessions: 200 gp.

Description: A man with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. He very much looks the part of a Body Guard. His crest, while still mostly silver, has prominent grey streaks. His voice is smooth and creepy, always level, but somehow just slightly unnerving.

Personality: A deeply religious man he believes everything happens for a reason. Direcris enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious southern family, he was no stranger to responsibility. Like his mother and his sister before him, after school he went straight into learning to become a Body Guard. He struck the Body Guard job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Wants to open a new tavern; and he is compelled to act according to his religious beliefs

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Insane, Hedonist. Bonds: Job, Religious. Occupation: Body Guard

Voice: Jittery and nervous

Possessions: 40 gp.