Description: This woman is moderately tanned and has just the faintest trace of an accent. She is typically in her Mercenary uniform. She keeps her long red hair kept up in a rat tail. Her red eyes are desperate and heavily dilated. She has the appearance of someone under the heavy influence of drugs.

Personality: A deeply religious woman she believes everything happens for a reason. She dislikes loud distracting noises, but is overall hospitable. Her biggest love is that of knowledge and as such will purchase any books or pay to listen to tales that travelers might have.

History: Born in the south to a Mercenary, Phelaia learned a great deal about her father's area of expertise. 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 Mercenary. She routinely visits covens of witches but complains that many are fraudulent and lack true knowledge of magic.

Motivation: To be a Brewer again; and expand her business

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Addict. Bonds: Job, Immigrant, Religious. Occupation: Mercenary

Voice: Whispers

Possessions: 80 gp.

Description: She wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. She conceals her crossbow with her veritable burlap sack of a shirt. Her hair, while still mostly auburn, has prominent grey streaks. She wears large thick round spectacles.

Personality: Confrontational and typically high on some drug or another. She does not mind isolation but does not hate company and attempts to receive them as best as possible.

History: Born in the north to a Stableman, Vorka learned a great deal about her mother's area of expertise. She was taken as a slave by a traveling circus and forced to perform She got away from her former life and has fallen to alcoholism.

Motivation: Human compassion; and she'd like to take her coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Extrovert. Flaws: Addict, Racist. Bonds: Job, Slave. Occupation: Stableman

Voice: Low rumbling, strings words together

Possessions: 400 sp. Malachite (16 gp).

Description: This man is tall and muscular. He does not wear sleeves and tends to eschew shirts when he can avoid it. His fur is short and cinnamon. His eyes are a pleasant amber.

Personality: He has a very dry and sarcastic sense of humor. He is not one for noise or eating so much, which is in direct contrast with his big mouthed big gutted partner. His partner is his best friend in the world. The two are very close despite being more or less each other's opposites. He is susceptible to being scared and is in actuality easily frightened. He likes to tell stories.

History: Trained by his father for as long as he can remember he had it drilled in his head that it was his duty to serve his country. A gifted student he started as a Doctor, but he got bored and became a Dyer. He struck the Dyer job and began his own company from there.

Motivation: Expand his business.

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Fearful. Bonds: Adventurer, Military, Job. Occupation: Dyer

Voice: Strong lisp

Possessions: 500 sp.

Description: Standing 6'1", this man wears dark leathers with embroidery. His rusty crest is long and unkept. This red eyed westerner is not easily forgotten.

Personality: He barks his statements quickly and with little fuss. He prefers small words and is at his heart utilitarian. He is a font of random trivia from the lore and stories he has discovered

History: The child of western immigrants he idolized his mother. While he appears to be a normal Dragonborn, he's... not quite right. Perhaps he's slightly insane, or otherwise so mentally alien to the rest of the world that he plain doesn't fit in. He left for the west, certain he would find work there.

Motivation: He is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and to share knowledge with the world

Ideals: Logical. Flaws: Ugly, Terse, Insane. Bonds: Immigrant. Occupation: Bellfounder

Voice: Switch between two voices

Possessions: 2000 cp.