Description: Her skin has the orange glow of too much sun. She wears tight fitting pants and leather jackets. She usually doesn't wear a shirt. Her hair is short and golden. She wears crescent spectacles with a black brim.

Personality: She resents people who mock her appearance or her, so she has learned to be the meanest son of a gun. She cannot resist a sob story and will often dote over anyone who has one.

History: She was a bastard born out of an affair, and her mother always resented and mistreated her for it out of spite. Through the years after Myria was born, her mother became increasingly distant from her family, instead choosing to pursue power in the north. Myria's mother didn't care for her much, and the feeling was mutual. 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'd like to take her coworkers down a peg; and wants to open a new tavern

Ideals: Philantrophist, Persistence. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Job. Occupation: Hunter

Voice: Mousy voice

Possessions: 50 gp. Citrine (60 gp).

Description: A woman with a calm yet intense air about her, she wears an entirely violet suit with blue socks and a vest with buckled shoes. Her hair is short and silver. Her hazel eyes have a joyful gleam in them most of the time.

Personality: Calm and collected, she is a well trained Bather. She is accommodating to her spouse and as such limits her hospitality. She is brave and levelheaded in the face of danger and has proven herself a capable leader.

History: The child of eastern immigrants she idolized her mother. She couldn't stand her childhood mentor and eventually formed a pact with her mentor's previously failed apprentice to rebel. When their plan failed the mentor lashed out against both of them and fled. She now owns her own business.

Motivation: She's attracted to the PC; and she's in love

Bonds: Job, In love, Immigrant, Mentor, Has a crush. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Farmer accent

Possessions: 90 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Melee.

Description: A plain young-adult woman, she is typically in her Glassblower uniform. She keeps her black hair in a flapper bob. Her black eyes dart around the room hyper actively observing anyone and anything.

Personality: She will rave to anyone who will listen. She is frequently practicing swordplay.

History: Born in the east to a Glassblower, Decarabia learned a great deal about her mother's area of expertise. When she was little, her rather wealthy family often ventured across the plains to a summer home near a old dungeon. She would wander through that old dungeon and adventure through it for days. One day while adventuring a terrible storm took place and she was stranded inside. Her family spent the next few days looking for her, and could only assume she was dead when it came time to leave. The family never returned to the plains due to the painful memories there. Decarabia took refuge in the old dungeon and found the beat up trident and armor she uses now. She has gone from town to town till she finds a spot where she can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: She is not mentally stable, and does not behave rationally; and balancing her hectic life and new glassblower responsibilities is difficult

Flaws: Insane. Bonds: Job, Military, Nature, Slave. Occupation: Glassblower

Voice: Speaks with a cold

Possessions: 1100 sp. Ceremonial electrum dagger with a star ruby in the pommel (500 gp). 1 Masterwork Light wooden shield.

Description: This petite short man is perpetually holding a sweet of some kind. He is wearing a long, violet cloak, marred by sweets. His golden hair is kept up in a ponytail inside a small hat. His eyes are green and he is always smoking a pipe.

Personality: His voice, at times compared to that of a Nymph, lambasts those who consider themselves "civilized" with snide, belittling remarks; the subtle growl he speaks with growing louder in doing so, one can find it most pronounced, despite the otherwise natural purity of his tone. Erdan enjoys physical pleasures, and is well known for his love of warm baths in the hot springs near the town.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. When he came of age, he joined a caravan that would eventually take him to the capital. He would practice along the way and, when he arrived, be apprenticed to a Interpreter. He has gone from town to town till he finds a spot where he can set up a sustainable business.

Motivation: He doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes; and he'd like to take his coworkers down a peg

Ideals: Impeccable. Flaws: Ugly, Cynical, Hedonist. Bonds: Military, Job. Occupation: Interpreter

Voice: High pitched and raspy

Possessions: 150 gp. 1 Masterwork Common Ranged Weapon.