Description: A woman with thick toned arms and a paunchy gut. She typically wears a sleeveless long coat of deep grey leather and dull brown iron scale mail. Her red hair is cut short. Her eyes are a pleasant amber.

Personality: She believes there is no problem she cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. The war was a terrible time for her, and Isabella does not often speak of it. When she does, she does so with a strained expression and tears in her eyes.

History: A powerful brothel owner made her what she is. When Isabella reached her early adolescence her Human father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, she decided to travel. Her rounds led her into the Army with a few individuals who would become her life-long companions. One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

Motivation: She wants nothing more than to rejoin the army; and she feels kind of lost in life

Ideals: Athletic, Persistence. Flaws: Depressed. Bonds: Military, Mentor. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Spanish accent

Possessions: 220 gp. 3 Acid flasks.

Description: A plain young-adult woman, she wears a black vest and prefers blue and red shirts. Her boots appear to have been at one point steel toed but are quite worn down. Her golden hair is braided into rings. She wears round tiny glasses practically rammed into her face.

Personality: She believes there is no problem she cannot solve with sufficient elbow grease and persistence, if it is the best or most economic solution matters not. 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: She got into the Scribe business at a young age. When the war came and ruined her parents she was left adrift. She was a hard woman then and has only learned to fight more as time goes on. One night she noticed a nearby shooting star which she hiked out to see where it landed. It turned out to be an ancient artifact of some kind. She has done her darndest to repair it but it is currently non-functional.

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

Ideals: Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, PTSD. Bonds: Family, Job. Occupation: Scribe

Voice: Smoker's lung

Possessions: 220 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.

Description: This woman is well dressed, constantly wearing a green suit, white shirt, and blue tie, and sports empty pouches on her belt. Her scarlet crest is smooth and relatively long. Her eyes are a pleasant gold.

Personality: She likes to be helpful to her clients. She likes to prescribe proper advice to her clients. She also hits on women, regardless of circumstances.

History: Born the oldest of a large religious northern family, she was no stranger to responsibility. She worked as a nervous Roofer and found it very stressful. She has been a successful dealer in antiques buying low and selling high.

Motivation: To be a Scribe again; and she is currently in port desperately looking for someone to get her out

Ideals: Entrepeneur. Bonds: Job, Has a crush, Religious, Slave. Occupation: Roofer

Voice: Eastern European accent

Possessions: 200 gp. Malachite (11 gp). Chrysoberyl (150 gp).

Description: He dresses in green turtlenecks beneath a brown coat with violet slacks. He is portly but not overly obese. His brown hair is matted, messy, and big. His red eyes are slightly larger than normal.

Personality: A skeptical and narcissistic man, Akmen's first love is himself. His second love is also himself. Flattery will make him almost putty in your hands.

History: A powerful slaver made him what he is. When money was particularly tight he was walking through alleys when he overheard a Spice Merchant hiring some criminals to sabotage a competitor. He made his way to the other competitor and parlayed his knowledge into a job. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He wants random interesting trinkets and junk, hates to throw anything away; and nothing but the best is good enough for him

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Selfish. Bonds: Mentor, Poor. Occupation: Spice Merchant

Voice: Forgets to breathe while speaking

Possessions: 160 gp.